Back on my usual desk, circa 5am.
Sector Controller: Oh look, it’s Friday 13th…
Me: Load of superstitious nonsense. Nothing going on here at all.
Another Sector Controller: EEP! HEMS! Have you seen call 123?
Everyone in the room looks at call 123
Sector Controller: (reads) 35 year old male jumped from 7th floor window. Father on scene. Resus not attempted, caller states beyond help.
I kept quiet after that.
What a horrible call, and what a horrible way to die. And what a horrible thing for the poor guy’s father to witness. What on earth could drive someone to do such a thing?
April 13th, 2007 at 6:17 pm
I could never kill myself, especially not by jumping. I live near Beachy Head and go there quite a lot, but if there’s one thing I couldn’t do, that’s jump off it! You’d probably be dead by the time you hit the bottom, but what if you’re not, and you feel the pain? It doesn’t bear thinking about. I really feel for the people that guy left behind.
April 13th, 2007 at 6:42 pm
That’s right. I have had over the years, as many as four friends or acquaintances kill themselves. The thing that I have always found to be most disturbing and puzzling is the fact that right up until the event, it was impossible to detect that anything would lead them to do that sort of thing.
April 13th, 2007 at 7:13 pm
That poor calltaker. Poor everyone, really.
Have you ever come across Kay Redfield Jameson’s Night Falls fast? It’s a brilliant look at suicide and I’d recommend it to anyone who might have to deal with people in suicidal crises, personally or professionally.
Argh, this reads like comment spam. No, I promise, you just made me think of it.
April 13th, 2007 at 7:26 pm
Petrolhead……..I could never kill myself……
Thing is it’s tricky for ‘us’ to know how it is for ‘them.’
I (thankfully) have only ever been witness to one suicide. What I couldn’t get my head round at the time, was that it was a beautiful spring day, the sort of day (not unlike today) that fills ‘me’ with hope and optimism. How could anyone feel so desperate on such a wonderful day? It was a wise person that pointed out to me that just because it was ‘my’ idea of a wonderful day, didn’t mean that’s how it was for ‘them’
It is a very fine line between ‘us’ and ‘them’, just a different perspective or a different state of mental health.
uphilldowndale
April 13th, 2007 at 8:46 pm
uphilldowndale,
the beautiful day might have been part of the problem. Suicides peak in spring. One reason is that the sunlight and warm weather gives people energy. Suicide takes a lot of energy to nerve oneself up to, apparently, so it is very possible to be too depressed to do it. Then you get some energy, and you still want to die, so… Another reason is the mood you mention. When you’ve made it through a rough winter, and now it’s spring and everyone around you is feeling happy, and you know that you normally would as well, but something in your brain chemisty just blocks it… it can make what you were already experiencing seem even more hopeless and horrible and endless.
April 13th, 2007 at 9:17 pm
What on earth could drive someone to do such a thing?
Besides long-term depression, other chronic illness, financial or relationship problems, or a mixture of the above seem likely to me.
uphilldowndale: While it’s certainly not true for everyone, for a lot of people, the decision to finally kill themselves is something that does actually make them feel better when nothing else does. While I can only speculate, perhaps the beautiful spring day may have seemed a rather nice day to end their suffering.
April 13th, 2007 at 11:55 pm
Yes Julian, I’ve heard that before too, that it’s the decision to end their life that actually lifts their mood, so everyone thinks they’re getting better when in fact it’s simply because they know their suffering is near an end.
The question of what could drive a person to do such a thing though - the reasons are many and varied. In Schizophrenics it’s either to escape their living nightmare or because the “voices” demand it of them. At one time Mr Man believed that the voices would kill me if he didn’t sacrifice his life for me.
I feel so sorry for this man and his family, but especially for his father if he was with him when it happened. How utterly helpless he must have felt.
April 13th, 2007 at 11:58 pm
I read your post with the deepest sympathy to all involved with the call and at the scene.
To all those who “would never think of killing myself” please bear this in mind. I was like you but now, having suffered myself with the “black dog” (google it), I have had these thoughts on the days when you are very down and you just want the feeling to go away and sometimes this is the only way that you think you can make it go away. Thankfully I never went through with it.
All this was before I was diagnosed and just thought that the world was against me. I can say with 100% commitment that the medication and support today is brilliant and I no longer have these thoughts but it has given me an insight that I would never have had before.
April 14th, 2007 at 12:47 am
There must be no nice way to see your child die, but I think that this must have been a horrific way to go, it must be remembered that suicide (not 7 tables!) attempts take a great deal of courage for the person who is trying to commit suicide to actually go through with it, in my past life I have worked in psychiatric units and we had lots of young people coming through the system who just “Couldn’t cope / talk” I sympathise and empathise with them and my heart goes out to the grieving families who are left behind when the attempt becomes a success!
“There but for the grace of god go I”
April 14th, 2007 at 12:02 pm
Ouch! Not a good one….
April 14th, 2007 at 12:08 pm
I can kind of understand why people kill themselves, but I can’t understand why anyone would jump from a 7th floor window. I would take sleeping pills and just drift away!
April 14th, 2007 at 1:28 pm
Sounds awful, but sometimes it’s about leaving a mark that you felt unable to do in life.. sort of “I’ll show them, they’ll be sorry”.
Horrid way to go and not something I would wish on any parent.
April 14th, 2007 at 2:23 pm
Mark, he obviously meant his suicide to be a success. He may have tried the tablet option before and failed - I know Mr Man did. Or even if he hadn’t, although suicide seems like an irrational act, he may have been thinking rationally enough to know that probably most suicide attempts with tablets don’t work (you are probably in a better position to tell me if this is true or not).
The violent nature of his suicide says a lot about his state of mind, and I believe that this is something that is assessed in psychiatric wards when a risk assessment is carried out. The contributors of Mental Nurse would be able to tell you more about that than me.
April 14th, 2007 at 3:15 pm
Sorry, I should have added a link for that.
Mental Nurse
April 14th, 2007 at 5:41 pm
I think a deliberate overdose works if you mean it to, and know what you are doing. A lot of overdoses are cries for help rather than an actual attempt to end their life, so the patients deliberately don’t take enough tablets or seek medical help before it’s too late. I suppose also that the patients who overdose will be too messed up to plan it properly, and get rescued that way. I guess jumping is one way to be certain :-/
April 14th, 2007 at 8:29 pm
Since when does HEMS operate at 0500????
Not in all my time in the job
April 14th, 2007 at 10:50 pm
“I can kind of understand why people kill themselves, but I can’t understand why anyone would jump from a 7th floor window. I would take sleeping pills and just drift away!”
If you jumped 7 floors (or from a cliff) you’d die pretty much instantly. But if you took tablets, there’s a chance that it might not be successful, or that it would be a long, agonising death.
April 14th, 2007 at 11:27 pm
suicide , whatever the song says, is never painless. Ironically seems to be more painful for the ones left behind than the one who dies .
I used to say ‘I could never do that…’, having witnessed sevearl suicides off the Itchen Bridge in Southampton. Yet now I suffer from severe depression… never say never.
The mental health provision in the Uk is sadly just not enough , and to many people the only way to get the help, the real help as opposed to being fobbed off with yet more pills, is to harm themselves.
Sounds like this guy just could not take anymore.
RIP fella. Thoughts are with the family xx
April 15th, 2007 at 12:10 am
I was greeted at a door the other day by a 3 year old who just said ‘mummy doesn’t want to live anymore’.
No answer to that one really…………………
SD
April 15th, 2007 at 9:31 pm
Err…I think I know the job you mean Mark….I went to a bloke who’d jumped from a 7th floor window….must be the same job.
and yes, he was sadly beyond help.
April 15th, 2007 at 9:39 pm
Crikey! Unless you were *way* out of your area, I think there were actually two guys who had jumped out 7th floor windows… spooky in a very bad way…
April 16th, 2007 at 4:51 pm
The hard thing about it is, had he/she been able to talk about how much hurt they would leave behind them they might have realised that there was some hope and love for them. Instead they leave the bereaved with all sorts of questions but no answers and an empty place where they used to be.
So sorry for all those affected, both personally and in the course of work. It must be so hard.
Sage
April 17th, 2007 at 5:34 am
Oh ok. I must’ve gone to the other one then….mine was given as 25F head inj. he certainly had one of those…..
April 20th, 2007 at 1:06 am
I’ve suffered from depression for a long time.
I’d had two amazing good days, laughed so much etc etc. The happiest couple of days in a long time and then life went to rat shit suddenly and unexpectedly in a dramatic and devestating painful way.
This morning I woke up and wanted to die. I’d got to the stage of putting a tourniquet on my arm and had a stanley knife in my hand ready to open veins and hopefully my brachial artery. Sometimes knowledge can be a dangerous thing I guess.
If a friend hadn’t phoned up at that moment and spent ALL morning on the phone talking to me then I wouldnt have been typing this now.
It’s very difficult to explain to someone that it is possible to get so low, depressed and all that you no longer want to feel the pain and be a part of. life.
I’m guessing the guy who jumped wanted to end it all and wanted to make sure that when he did it, no one would stop him, no one would find him before the sleeping tablets had killed him
April 27th, 2007 at 11:01 am
What a horrible thing to do! Life can be hard sometimes, but I don’t know what drives people to do such desperate things.
Personally I think it is selfish to commit suicide as the effect on the relatives left behind can be very devastating, however some people have given up hope on life and think this is the only way out. I feel for the dad.
The Driving Instructor
April 28th, 2007 at 9:16 pm
But not everyone who wants to end it can be helped. I have had enough and no amount of counselling or support will change that, although it might keep me going for a while. Why can’t I just be allowed to end it and let everyone else just get on with life? I live on my own so the only people that will miss me are my landlord.
Trouble is, I haven’t got the balls to jump out of a 7th floor window and I don’t think we have a building that high on the island. Maybe the Itchen bridge is a good option if I was brave enough.
May 1st, 2007 at 6:03 pm
If its the call I went to in SE, it wasn’t very nice……FRU and crew coped admirably with hysterical father and partner on scene with young children also in the flat………Story goes the fella was depressed due to being hounded by a finance company………..what a waste!
May 7th, 2007 at 10:20 pm
I agree with Mike
I also have had enough. I have felt suicidal for many years, am unfit, overweight and not a good mother.My younger child is about to leave home, so what is there for me? I have not worked for so many years, I could not support myself. My husband is pushing me to kill myself, and I may as well. I don’t know how to do it, but there is nowhere left for me to be.
May 8th, 2007 at 9:44 pm
Womb,
At least you have had the joy of children. That is what i think depresses me the most. I’m 40, single and have missed out on the joy of cuddling my own son and showing him that I can’t play football. Whenever I see other guys with their kids it really depresses me. I wish I could just stop without the pain of killing myself. If only there was a quick and easy way for people like me who are just wasting other people’s air to end it all.
Mike
January 9th, 2008 at 5:02 pm
08457 90 90 90 -The Samaritans
or jo@samaritans.org
February 2nd, 2008 at 8:09 pm
Thanks for sharing
February 7th, 2008 at 1:28 pm
I’d prefer reading in my native language, because my knowledge of your languange is no so well. But it was interesting! Look for some my links: