An Anecdote About “Supportive” Psychotherapy

I just read Dr. George Dawson’s excellent blog post on supportive psychotherapy (“Supportive Psychotherapy—The Clinical Language of Psychiatry.” If you’re looking for an erudite and humanistic explanation of supportive psychotherapy, I think you’re unlikely to find anything superior to Dr. Dawson’s essay.

Now, about my take on “supportive” psychotherapy—there’s a reason why the word supportive is wrapped in quotes. It’s because I have a sort of tongue in cheek anecdote about it based on my experience with a staff neurologist in the hospital. It was long enough ago that I’m not sure what level of training I was in exactly. I was either a senior medical student or a resident doing a rotation on an inpatient neurology unit.

Dr. X was staffing the neurology inpatient service and I happened to overhear a brief conversation he had with the psychiatry consultants about what approach to adopt with a patient who he believed had a gait problem due to a psychological conflict. He wanted a psychological approach, preferring something on the psychodynamic side. I remember the psychiatric consultant said flatly, “We’re pretty biological.” I can’t remember what their recommendation was, but he disagreed. Later in the day, Dr. X gathered all of the trainees and we rounded on the patient in his hospital room.

We all crowded into the room with the patient, who had a severe problem walking due to what seemed to be unexplained hemiparesis. This is where the “supportive” element of Dr. X’s approach to psychological treatment came in.

Whether due to a deformity or past injury (I can’t recall which), Dr. X walked with a pronounced limp. He asked the patient if he would be willing to try walking vigorously with him across his room. Dr. X promised to assist him up and made it very clear that, despite his own limp, he was going to walk with the patient as normally as possible, together using both their legs.

The patient was very hesitant. Dr. X offered a lot of reassurance and encouragement—and then hoisted him up out of bed and marched with him across the room, ensuring that the only way this could happen was if he used both legs. The scene was comical, Dr. X limping but strongly moving in one direction while hauling the patient along with him.

The patient did it—twice and with increasing speed while obviously using both legs, never collapsing to the floor while Dr. X effusively praised him. He looked embarrassed and also seemed genuinely grateful for this miraculous cure. I was impressed.

I’m calling this a form of supportive psychotherapy partly in jest, but also to make a point about what support can mean, both literally and figuratively speaking, under certain circumstances according to how differently trained health care professionals might define psychiatric help.

Later in my career as a psychiatric consultant in the general hospital, I often found that many medical generalists and specialists preferred patients with these kinds of afflictions be transferred to psychiatric wards.

I don’t recall Dr. X ever suggesting that.

The personal identities of both doctor and patient were de-identified.

Find a Tee for Mayree!

Sena alerted me to a news story about an Iowa City 8th grader landing a 68-pound flathead catfish yesterday in Iowa. While it’s not the all-time record, you have to admit he landed a monster fish. The record is an 81-pounder caught in 1958.

Now why would that remind me of KCCK Jazz and Blues Radio, Iowa’s only jazz radio station? It’s because of John Heim’s (aka Big Mo) blues show comedy bit on the Friday Night Blues Show featuring Mayree’s hand-battered catfish (“It’s better because it’s battered!”). You can hear more about it and other “Sponsor De Faux” on the Big Mo Pod Show 003.

It would be cool if KCCK sold a tee shirt that featured Mayree. Hey, don’t blame me; it’s Big Mo’s idea! I’ve searched the KCCK web page, but can’t find a tee for Mayree (hey, that rhymes, good for marketing!) but there’s a nice Big Mo tee in medium and 3XL sizes.

Anyway, I was fooling around with the idea and came up with a design for the tee today. Tell Big Mo what you think at email bigmo@kcck.org. It’s OK, he reminds listeners every Friday night how to get in touch with him when he hosts the Big Mo Blues Show, starting at 6 PM in the evening.

I’m pretty sure one of you could come up with a snazzier design. And just remember, Mayree’s hand-battered catfish are cooked to perfection, with manic delight, and they are just packed with nitrates! I can’t fit all that on a tee, which would have to be bigger than a tent.