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A compassionate, caring and well educated Psychiatric Mental health Nurse Practitioner who knows their patient well is the most qualified front line person who can help them achieve the fullest life experience possible within the limits of their disability.
Please watch the short video below to see if together we can help PMHNP candidates get off to a head start. I guarantee, it won’t cost you a dime, but you’ll get a free copy of my book about my 20 years of providing room and board and a variety of services to 180 adults living with serious mental illness. Hear what I had to say to those people who gave purpose to my life and could do the same for those who would shepherd them through their challenges.
Learn what that hat taught me about Serious Mental Illness in a sample vignette at the end of this brief message. There are many more in my memoir,
"Memories of Endearing Personalities", and we have a FREE copy for you!
Nothing to sell you here! It's just a helpful idea for some recommended summer reading for your psychiatric - mental health nursing students and it may even make them anxious to get back next fall to learn more. And it might help you recruit those who show interest. So, I'm hoping you will see the value and pass the message on to others in your academic sphere.
In the video above, you heard the Open Letter of Dedication that I wrote in 2015 for my memoir, "Memories of Endearing Personalities". The letter is written straight from my heart and describes the transformation I went through way back in 1979 when I, as a real estate broker, accidentally got into the business of providing housing, meals and a large array of support services to those who we simply called low income handicapped.
Because it was during the period when mental institutions all over the country were closing without adequately making preparations and there were few resources available in the community, my staff and I just did what we instinctively knew was needed. We must have been doing something right because serious mental illness quickly became the predominant disability among our residents.
While we had to learn through hands-on experience over a period of time; might it be a better idea for new students to get a positive preview of the population they will be spending much of their adult life with and end up approaching their new career with a positive attitude and no shocking revelations? There is a good reason why I call them Endearing Personalities and if you read a little more you will be happy to discover it.
You can preview “Memories of Endearing Personalities” on Amazon or simply send an email to me at firstname.lastname@example.org or text me at 262-424-6722 and I'll send a complimentary copy to faculty members. There are over forty inspiring, short vignettes mostly highlighting the endearing personalities of our residents, plus there are over 150 photos. All I ask is that you recommend it to your students if you think it will be helpful.
PS: In the more than 20 years and so many seriously mentally ill people passing through, we never had a single person commit suicide.
Eugene always wore his navy blue knit cap whether he was indoors or outdoors and for all the time he lived in my buildings, we had our own special greeting whenever we passed each other. Eugene was a young twenty-something boyishly good-looking man, who's perfect white teeth almost appeared to glow in contrast to his smooth African American skin whenever he smiled. It became our tradition that whenever we passed each other, I would affectionately walk up to him, introduce myself and announce, " Hi, I'm from the Civic Improvement Committee and they asked me to do this" and then I would pull his hat down over his face. This never failed to make him laugh, but I never really understood just how much Eugene enjoyed the attention until one very hot summer day. Eugene was walking down the street toward East Samaria and because of the hot sun, his hat was in his back pocket. I happened to be walking toward him almost a block away. As I got about a car length away, it suddenly occurred to him, where his hat was and he quickly snatched it from his back pocket, put it on his head and assumed the big grin. Eugene didn't want to miss out on our greeting and the attention and friendship he felt. Once again I learned something from a seemingly ordinary incident. Those who live with mental illness are almost always aware of their situation and their self-esteem and prospects for real happiness are near zero. The best gift we can give them is to show them they are worth our attention and our friendship.