I had been thinking for the last few days I should put up a post here, kind of a scattered thought semi-mess of some of the events from the last several days plus the pending visit of a couple guys from the firehouse.
That all changed this morning when I read this post from my daughter-in-law, PhojoMama. In truth, I had read a draft of it last night, she asked my opinion on a couple things and I offered my input, fwiw. But when I saw it was posted, I sat down and read it again. And, like with my son’s earlier post, this time I read it as a Dad. Now, I know many of you know us IRL, so you may have aready seen her post. And if you have we appreciate you. But if you haven’t seen it yet, please take a couple minutes to read it. It’s an incredibly powerful, intensely personal look into the spouses perspective of PTSD and touches on a few of the hurdles she/they had and are having to overcome. I will tell you this though. If you’re not in a location where you can let emotion flow, wait until you are before you read it. As I looked at the laughing face of my son in the photo she chose to use on the post, I thought, again, about how close we came to losing him. She makes several key points too, not the least of which is that spouses, significant others, or really, any loved one, needs access to the information to get the help their first responder needs when they need it.
Yesterday marked the start of National Suicide Prevention Week. A couple quick statistics for you from the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention website- Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the U.S. In 2017 there were 1.4 MILLION suicide attempts. 47,173 Americans died by suicide that same year. So to say I’m grateful to the powers that be for my son choosing to seek help rather than an end, it’s possibly the largest understatement of my life.
A couple other points I’d like to make. First, for those who brush, either suicide or an attempt at suicide, off as a sign of weakness, I’d like to ask you to perform an act that’s anatomically impossible. If you need clarification, it rhymes with “Go truck yourself”. I’d also like to ask you how it is that you can so deeply understand the history, the psyche, the trauma, the scars, the fears, the, well, the everything of a person that truly feels they have no alternative other than to end the pain? Really. What makes you an authority? And maybe more importantly, what happened in your past that sucked the compassion from you?
Ok, that’s starting to take a turn on me and I’d rather stay a little more focused. Because here’s the other point I’d like to make. I don’t claim to know a lot about politics or politicians. But here’s what I do know. When constituents call, write, or stop in for a chat, they tend to listen. And when whatever you present to them is compelling, they tend to act on it. And they should be shocked to learn that we lose roughly the same number of first responders each year to suicide as we do to on-the-job line-of-duty deaths. That’s pretty compelling. So here’s my larger point behind writing this today. Especially for my friends and family still in Illinois. Contact your elected state officials; State Representatives, State Senators and let them know this. Currently, in Illinois, there are minimal protections in place for psychological injuries sustained on-the-job. That needs to change. Blow out your knee on a call and you’re covered until you are ready to return to work. But blow out the synapses that keep you mentally in tune and you’re shit out of luck. Now, I’ll tell you this up front, firefighters are generally loved and respected right up until the point they ask for something. So if you talk to Mr. or Mrs. or Ms. political person and they seem all bright and happy until you explain what you’re looking for and then their mood changes, well, that’s why. On the good side, legislation to help protect first responders shouldn’t be cost-prohibitive from a tax standpoint. On the bad side, I feel it likely would add expense to a municipality to provide this higher level of coverage. Also, I feel confident in saying the insurance industry will probably fight passage of a bill of this sort. So our work is cut out for us. Maybe you’ll find out the value your politicians place on their first responders. As a resource, Kentucky recently passed legislation to this effect. And you can share that information with the politicians as a way to get the ball rolling. As I move towards the end of this, I’ve got one last link, at least for my Illinois friends. If you don’t know your elected officials, by clicking here you can enter your address and find out how to contact them. Now, I’m not going to put a link like that for all 50 states, but I would like to say that it really is easy to find out who represents you in your statehouse so fire up your Google machine, you non-Illinoisans and get some help for the people that have your backs 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, whether you realize it or not. And if any of my non-Illinoisan friends would like to share this and put up state-specific info for wherever they are, I would be truly grateful.
Ok, I lied. Here’s one more link, in case you or someone you love needs it. It goes to Illinois Fire Fighter Peer Support.
Let’s make a difference.
Peace.