Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
- Thanks so much to Paula of Light Motifs II for the 5-star review of my book Managing the Depression Puzzle!
- You know you’re probably not showering enough when… a) the grease has sufficiently congealed that moving your hair is uncomfortable, and b) your normal amount of shampoo won’t even suds up because it’s insufficient to tackle the disaster on top of your head.
- I think one of the girls was in heat in the earlier part of the week, because Casper was humping her sister Oreo quite a lot.
- I Google myself every so often, and I found that the paperback of my second book, Making Sense of Psychiatric Diagnosis, is listed on Target’s website. That’s kind of cool. All of my books are available for expanded distribution through Amazon, so the fact that Target can have it isn’t a surprise; that they do have it, is.
- I got a message via my blog’s contact form from someone who worked at an organization that had developed a mental health assessment to help evaluate mental health on a broad scale. When you complete the assessment, it gives you a Mental Health Quotient. I did it, and discovered that, by golly, I don’t have depression after all. “A positive MHQ indicates that you are operating without challenges beyond those normally expected in life.” Well ain’t that just fine and dandy.
- I think there is such a thing as too much laughing, and one of my neighbours does it. Maybe that makes me the Grinch who stole summer.
- WordPress autoupdated one of the plugins I use for my site, so Tuesday morning I opened up WordPress and it told me that I hadn’t created any posts or pages. It didn’t take too long to track down the problem, since I now operate on the assumption that if a problem comes up, there’s probably a plugin behind it. Sometimes the WP business plan feels like paying more for a higher pain in the ass factor.
- Because I’ve published papers in a couple of academic journals, I get quite a few emails from sketchy predatory journals wanting me to (pay to) publish in their journal. I got one this week that started off by trying to be fancy: “I am writing to follow up on the earlier missive.” And then… so much for fancy: “Kindly let us know your possibility to publication with us.”
As guests on my blog this week, I had:
- Tori Talks did an emerging blogger post on why mental illnesses are not adjectives
- Dhruv of Melan-jolly wrote about beginning a journey with depression at 12 years old
Stop the insanity, I want to get off. I don’t want to be another person contributing to making a mountain out of a speck of dust when it comes to Donald Trump’s cognitive test. But then I was watching The Late Show the other day, and Stephen Colbert was interviewing Mary Trump, Donald Trump’s niece who wrote a book about him. My beef is with her.
As a bit of a backdrop, the test in question is the Montreal Cognitive Assessment, often referred to as the MOCA. It’s a quick screening test for symptoms of cognitive impairment from things like dementia or delirium, and I’ve occasionally used it and seen it used in my work as a nurse.
Anyway, when asked about the test result, Mary Trump said she wasn’t familiar with the test, but she thought it was to assess for signs of dementia. That would be fine, except Mary Trump just happens to be a psychologist, with a PhD in clinical psychology. She may not have used the test in her practice, but if she didn’t bother to take 5 minutes look it up as part of her interview prep, that’s some pretty bad judgment.
Speaking of craptastic judgment, she continued, “his talking about it, the way he’s talking about it, is failing the test.” Except it’s not; the two things have nothing whatsoever to do with each other, not even remotely. I don’t care if she doesn’t like Donald Trump; neither do I. But that’s not an excuse to say stupid shit when your professional qualifications leave you with no excuse to be saying that particular kind of stupid shit. And as a side note, the MOCA doesn’t test for stupid shit.
Ok, rant over.
How has your week been?