Blood on their hands

The sad case of the divorce barrister Mark Saunders caught my attention this week. It sounds like he was a really troubled man; booze, depression, and drugs.

A report in the Daily Telegraph stated Mr Saunders had seen a psychiatrist in 2006. I've taken this paragraph from that article to point out something:

"A psychiatrist who examined him in 2006 warned that if he did not “abstain completely from all mind-altering substances” he risked being killed in a pub fight. Doctors were also concerned he would commit suicide if a period of depression and an alcohol binge coincided. To stabilise his mood swings, he was prescribed the antidepressant Prozac. "

If he was told to abstain completely from all mind-altering substances, why was he given antidepressants? The last time I checked, antidepressants were mind-altering, with a list of side effects as long as my arm, including violence.

I expect there's some psychobabbly answer, that 's supposed to satisfy the lemmings' curiosity, but I really don't care what the psychobabblists say. They have blood on their hands and it's time they answered up.

This doesn't sound like intensive care to me

Those who are mentally unstable and who might feel like they want to end it all, need a bit of TLC and some good old common sense from friends and associates to come through what is probably a quagmire of emotions.

What they don't need are tools with which they can fulfil their deathwish. So it was a bit surprising to read on psychminded.co.uk about a nurse who handed a holdall strap to a patient who was being held at a psychiatric intensive care unit in Dundee, Scotland.

The patient Michael Dodds took his own life using the strap. What was the point then in sectioning him in the first place? If psychiatric intensive care units are supposed to give psychiatric intensive care, then I believe there's something seriously wrong with either the description of the facility or the personnel who run it.