It's getting more than awful, it's... heart breaking. We've had four deaths due to drugs this past month here on the golden island of Martha's Vineyard. This is supposed to be a holiday paradise, yet we're seeing the opiate crisis hit harder and harder. I know can get carried away, so I'll keep this short: I've had enough!
One night, a few years ago after working more than 12 hours in our ER, a third overdose was brought into the department that day. The parents were shattered, friends and family members raged and just could not contain their grief, and who could blame them. I knew one of them well, and they shouldered up to me and asked: "Why couldn't we do more for them...!" I know what she meant- she was begging for us, providers, to get proactive, get vocal, get going. In the days after I petitioned others to do outreach, speak in churches and meetings, visit schools and team up with police... but... nothing. I was instructed to keep my nose down and do my work.
Did your stomach just tie up in a knot? Mine still is, and that was years ago! But it motivated me to look over the horizon for things I could do to make an impact. I knew it wasn't going to be easy, and would probably be met with indignation and rejection, but I didn't care.
And so began the audio podcast. Not a big deal, just me, mostly walking and talking. You can find them on YouTube under the same name as the videos "Addiction- Got A Minute?". Not particularly exciting, but knew that putting my thoughts down on tape would help me create my own path. And here I am.
Now it's a VideoCast and people are no longer scoffing at my efforts. Funny how that goes, eh?