Enough For A Roundup

I'm flat out exhausted after a long week in a tough year in a trying decade, one that will soon be at an end, and have run into several tidbits I wanted to pass along.

Apparently things are hopping for the parents of Jani. Not only am I told that her dad has a book deal but the rumor is that ABC's "20/20" is doing a piece on her. Meanwhile, check out the website, scroll to the bottom and you'll see that mom and dad have their own publicist now. No comment.

More on the Miami psychiatrist who's been writing 153 prescriptions a day. The feds have stopped paying his Medicare/Medicaid claims. I suspect there are many, many docs like him across the USA who merit investigation.

The Last Psychiatrist has fun, as only he can, with a patient account of severe depression.

Danny Carlat has some thoughts on ghostwriting.

The wonderful Mind Hacks has a bit on a study establishing that some pre-Homo sapiens cultures were able to do planning of tasks, something thought only to have belonged to H. sapiens.

Soulful Sepulcher has a recent update on her daughter, Linds, who may end up in Western State Hospital soon. It's all sadder than I can get into.

Lastly but not leastly, Liz Spikol did her first post in forever the other day. She's far too busy to blog often, but it's nice to see her poke her head above the surface and to learn that she's gotten off Seroquel after 11 years. That's a major victory for her.