Prazosin, a blood pressure medication, is often used to stop nightmares for those suffering with PTSD. Image Rehearsal Therapy is a non-medication treatment for doing the same.
The conclusion taken from the study:
Our findings showed the PCL-5 to be equivalent to the validated PCL-S. However, the new PTSD symptom criteria do not seem to have greater clinical utility, and a high percentage of soldiers who met criteria by one definition did not meet the other criteria. Clinicians need to consider how to manage discordant outcomes, particularly for service members and veterans with PTSD who no longer meet criteria under DSM-5.
The Wounded Warrior Project continues to receive criticism for its handling of funds, including how much it’s paying out to staff members. A direct quote from this article in the Tampa Bay Times:
“We’re a direct service provider, dealing with some of the world’s greatest social ills,” Nardizzi said, referring to the charity’s more than 250 employees who provide services to veterans. “We hire the best of the best and we pay them a living wage.”
According to Steve Nardizzi, Wounded Warrior Project’s CEO, ten of their employees receive a $150,000 annual salary, and he pays himself a paltry sum of $330,000 annually. That’s hardly a “living wage”. I’m glad that there are some veterans who are benefiting from the program, but it does sound rather distasteful to receive such an income, doesn’t it?
Patient Advocates, mostly registered nurses, save lives by catching medical errors. But they do a whole lot more. Read the article on the above link titled “Do You Need A Patient Advocate?” by Paula Gregorowicz — and learn.
(Reblogged from BlogHer).
Helios Warriors is an Asheville, NC non-profit holistic healing practice that’s providing much-needed complimentary and alternative health services to veterans on a sliding fee scale. They provide therapies to ALL veterans, and specialize in treating Post-Traumatic Stress (PTS), Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI), and military sexual trauma.
Until it can receive outside funding, it’s being operated by an incredible team of volunteers, including the board of directors. Practitioners volunteer their time and skills providing services such as chiropractic, massage, Reiki, health coaching, emotion code therapy, Jin Shin Jyutsu (the “Grandmother of Acupuncture”), and healing touch. They are providing an incredibly needed service to veterans, the Asheville community, and the nation at large.
If you are a holistic health practitioner and would like to donate your time and skills (even just a couple of hours a month), or make a tax-deductible donation (any amount goes a long way), it will help Helios to continue on with their mission of providing this much-needed care for our veterans.
Helios Warriors is a grassroots organization founded in 2007 by Gayle Sovinee and Deborah Nixon-Karistinos of Asheville.
Helios is the Greek word for Sun, which provides warmth, light and life. A Warrior is a person who shows courage and demonstrates bravery and self-sacrifice for others. Therefore, Helios Warriors provides affordable holistic healing therapies and support to veterans who have served and sacrificed for us all.
251D Haywood Street, Asheville, NC 28801 (between Montford Avenue and Patton Avenue)
Memorial Day, 2013
Welcome Home Our Sisters
by Doc Kerry Pardue
Written to honor the 10th anniversary of the Women’s Memorial, Nov. 2, 2003
We are standing here behind the WALL on the other side of life
It has been a long time since we have seen you. We are here today to say thank you once again. It is your time today that we stand here waving, cheering, and so proud that you came. The time is short so some of us have been selected to say what we all feel. Thank you for caring and loving us and most of all for just being there.
My name is Mike; I was a Marine, stepped on a mine, during Operation Allenbrook.
I lost both legs. You were my nurse who told me I was going home. You bathed me, kept me out of pain; you talked to me about beginning anew. It was not easy but you gave me hope. Today, I just retired; I have thought of you often…I don’t even remember your name. I remember your face…thank you for being there for me, giving me that hope.
My name is Roger; I was killed during a mortar attack, in Plieku. You worked in graves registration. You made sure all my personal effects made it home to my wife.
I was there at night when you cried over all of us. I know it is hard my sister.
Thanks for the prayer for my family and me. Yes, God does care and He remembers you.
My name is Tan, I was a little child in Ban Me Thout, and you cared for me and helped me. I have leprosy. I was there when they took you away in the middle of the night. I
Missed your singing to me. You were my missionary. My daughter has your name.
My name is Tony; my helicopter was shot down in the Plain of Reeds. I was on your burn ward. You were the Red Cross worker that wrote letters home for me. I told you that I loved you and you said all the guys said that to you. You don’t understand I still do. It was love at first sight. I didn’t mean to die in my sleep. I miss your smile.
My name is Wayne; I was killed when our base camp got over run at Bihn Phouc.
I remember the times when you came to play games with us. You were our Donut Dolly. You took my mind off the war, you made me forget. I was from Indiana.
I told you that you reminded me of my girlfriend.
My name is Susan, I was a nurse on Operation Baby lift, we are still caring for the
Children. Thank you for your help in getting the children out and caring for them.
I tried to save them; they took two little ones out of my arms who made it.
I am forever thankful.
My name is Johnny, they called me “lucky” cause you pointed to me to come dance with you on stage of the Bob Hope Show in Dong Tam. Thanks Ann Margaret, thanks for
Letting me be your leading man. I died during a firefight in the Delta with the Mobile Riverine Force. Thanks for the kiss on the cheek.
My name is Joe, and I am from Memphis. I rode on your plane coming over to the Nam.
You told me it was okay to be scared and you were going to pray for all of us. You took
My last letter I wrote to my mom and mailed it for me. I remember your perfume and your beautiful green eyes. I was killed by a mine that blew up my truck my first day.
My name is Sharon; I am from Ohio. I was a nurse at the 312th Evac. Mom, it’s okay.I have missed you all. Thank you for helping build the Clinic in Vietnam. The people are needy and they don’t hate us. I did the right thing and I am so proud of you. Daddy is here and he misses you so very much.
My name is Jimmy, I was a medic and taken as a POW, you were the unit clerk that typed up the letter telling my parents that I was Missing In Action and told them that all that could be done was being done. I died 12 years later in Laos. No medicine, there were others. I know you think of all of us but just know; some of us are still alive and waiting to be found. Please keep searching.
My name is Stan and I flew Phantoms. I was shot down over Hanoi. You were the Air Traffic Controller who marked my location and sent in the teams to get me out. But the NVA shot and killed me. It is not your fault—I took the risk…it was worth it.
Hello Dusty my name is David. I never got to tell you thanks for being there for me.
For holding my hand and telling me I was going to be okay. Thanks for writing the letter to my mom; she told me she so appreciated it when she got up here last year. Dusty, thank you for staying with me when I passed over. It is so beautiful here. I will be there for you when it is your time to come. I will call your name and I will hold your hand. I love you.
So our sisters, one and all, you all did a job well done. Please be easy on yourselves. Do you realized how many of us you saved, do you realize how many of us still have legs and arms that should have be removed. You helped ease our pain. You took our minds off the war. Do you realize that you are the best and we appreciate all that you did we love you so very much…thank you, WELCOME HOME OUR SISTERS.
Doc Kerry Pardue
November 2, 2003
The high cost of being a caregiver is not only about dollars; it’s about keeping your sanity and maintaining your own health. Veteran’s and their families are being kept in the dark about the Aid and Attendance pension benefit from the government. The benefit is worth as much as $2,019 monthly for a veteran and spouse, and up to $1,094 for the widow of a veteran.
One woman had this to say about the difficulty in obtaining the benefit:
“The A&A program administration is an utter disgrace and slap-in-the-face insult to veterans and their spouses. I am trying to help my 87-year-old cousin (who has dementia and soon will be admitted to an assisted living facility) complete the 10-page (yes, 10-page) application for this benefit. In addition to the application form, there are several other forms that need to be completed. I feel that the process is set up to frustrate and discourage eligible individuals from applying.”