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I've been at my new job at a community mental health agency for a month now, and I really enjoy it. I spend a lot of time in the midst of suffering, but my clients are good people in tough times working hard to improve their lot. I feel honored to be part of their process, and while I come home stressed at the end of the day, I know it's worth it because I'm making a real difference in people's lives.
For the most part my training period is done, but I still shadow my coworkers from time to time. This week I met a client ... yeah. My coworker has been working with her for almost a decade and he's very fond of her, and I could see that she's very sweet despite her being way out in a very distant orbit. My coworker had to break some horrid news to her - she's being evicted - and she didn't take it well. She has absolutely no resources, so I don't blame her. As she brutalized an empty plastic soda bottle my coworker quietly said "Step back, Flea." He was really a master, and ultimately he gave her a hug and left her smiling 20 minutes later.
On the way back to the office he offered me a quickie fireside chat about how it's important to always be aware of one's surroundings and identify exit points (martial artist? I'm thinking so.) She's never become violent toward him, but she did tear after a different caseworker about 15 years ago. And never hit a client! Even if it weren't completely wrong, the blizzard of paperwork it generates isn't worth it. I was completely mystified as to why he felt the need to make that last point - I hadn't mentioned my Systema around the office at all. Once I got home I did some sniffing around and found that one of my references brought it up. :duh:
All of which brings me to my point in my usual rambling way: I have a sinking feeling she's going to be part of my caseload. I really don't think she would come after me, but what if she does? I think I can handle myself with a middle-aged woman in poor health, but that's what scares me. My worst fear is that my training would kick in and she'd be on the floor before I had a chance to think about it. Whether it injured her or not, I'd be wracked with guilt, it would reflect on my employer, and probably kill my fledgling career.
Has anyone here had that problem of training overriding conscious thought, if only for a split second? How does one prevent that from happening? Or am I typing through my hat here?
For the most part my training period is done, but I still shadow my coworkers from time to time. This week I met a client ... yeah. My coworker has been working with her for almost a decade and he's very fond of her, and I could see that she's very sweet despite her being way out in a very distant orbit. My coworker had to break some horrid news to her - she's being evicted - and she didn't take it well. She has absolutely no resources, so I don't blame her. As she brutalized an empty plastic soda bottle my coworker quietly said "Step back, Flea." He was really a master, and ultimately he gave her a hug and left her smiling 20 minutes later.
On the way back to the office he offered me a quickie fireside chat about how it's important to always be aware of one's surroundings and identify exit points (martial artist? I'm thinking so.) She's never become violent toward him, but she did tear after a different caseworker about 15 years ago. And never hit a client! Even if it weren't completely wrong, the blizzard of paperwork it generates isn't worth it. I was completely mystified as to why he felt the need to make that last point - I hadn't mentioned my Systema around the office at all. Once I got home I did some sniffing around and found that one of my references brought it up. :duh:
All of which brings me to my point in my usual rambling way: I have a sinking feeling she's going to be part of my caseload. I really don't think she would come after me, but what if she does? I think I can handle myself with a middle-aged woman in poor health, but that's what scares me. My worst fear is that my training would kick in and she'd be on the floor before I had a chance to think about it. Whether it injured her or not, I'd be wracked with guilt, it would reflect on my employer, and probably kill my fledgling career.
Has anyone here had that problem of training overriding conscious thought, if only for a split second? How does one prevent that from happening? Or am I typing through my hat here?