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Sunday, September 23, 2007

Hurricane Katrina Exacts Another Toll: Enduring Depression




Health Officials Cite Stresses of Rebuilding

These people don’t necessarily need a good psychiatrist,” Rigamer said. “They need a good contractor or someone to fix the ‘Road Home’ program and good leadership.”

By Peter Whoriskey
Washington Post Staff Writer
Sunday, September 23, 2007


NEW ORLEANS -- A gravel-voiced fire department captain, Michael Gowland says he had never been a big crier.

"I'm not a Neanderthal," he said last week, "but I wasn't much for tears."

Now, sometimes, he cries two or three hours at a stretch. Other times, his temper has exploded, prompting him one day to pick up a crescent wrench and chase an auto mechanic around a garage. Even more perplexing to him, the once devout Roman Catholic now wonders "if there's anything out there."

"If anyone had told me before that depression could bring me this low, I'd have said they were a phony," Gowland, 46, married and a father of three, said during a break from fixing his flooded home. "Everything bothers me."

More than two years after the storm, it is not Hurricane Katrina itself but the persistent frustrations of the delayed recovery that are exacting a high psychological toll on people who never before had such troubles, psychiatrists and a major study say. A burst of adrenaline and hope propelled many here through the first months but, with so many neighborhoods still semi-deserted, inspiration has ended.

Calls to a mental health hotline jumped after the storm and have remained high, organizers said. Psychiatrists report being overbooked, at least partly because demand has spiked. And the most thorough survey of the Gulf Coast's mental health recently showed that while signs of depression and other ills doubled after the hurricane, two years later, those levels have not subsided, they have risen.

"It's really stunning in juxtaposition to what these kinds of surveys have shown after other disasters, or after people have been raped or mugged," said Ronald C. Kessler, a professor of health-care policy at Harvard Medical School, who led the study. Typically, "people have a lot of trouble the first night and the first month afterward. Then you see a lot of improvement."

But, in New Orleans, the percentage of people reporting signs of severe mental illness, suicidal thoughts and post-traumatic stress disorder increased between March 2006 and the summer of 2007, the survey showed.

"A lot of people had this expectation in New Orleans that, 'Dammit, by next Mardis Gras, we're going to be back' . . . and then they weren't," Kessler said. "Then they said, 'By next year, we'll be back,' and they weren't. We're in this stage of where there are a lot of people just kind of giving up."

Times-Picayune columnist Chris Rose wrote about his own depression in a widely discussed newspaper article published in October and then in his recent book, "1 Dead in Attic." The article struck a chord.

"I probably amassed 3,000 e-mails from people who felt like me," Rose said. "Now they come up to me in the grocery store and tell me what meds they're on. I say, 'Congratulations.' "

Depression is often discussed in terms of chemical causes, but interviews with psychiatrists and patients here ascribed its appearance in post-Katrina New Orleans to the stresses of rebuilding.

Because of the hurricane, many have lost or changed jobs. Thousands are still living in cramped FEMA trailers and many are living in semi-deserted streets.

"If you've lost your job, you've lost your house and you've lost your friends -- well, you ought to be depressed, man, or else you're out of touch with reality," said psychiatrist Elmore Rigamer, the medical director for Catholic Charities in New Orleans, which runs five city mental health clinics.

"What we can do for these folks is to make them understand that they're not crazy," Rigamer said. "And then they can explain it to their wives and husbands."

Lyn Byrne, 58, a physical therapist, lost her Gentilly home to the flooding. Before the storm, she said recently: "I was a regular person. I had a house. I had friends, I had book clubs, I had Monday night chick flicks. I had a church."

Byrne was fine until she moved back to New Orleans more than a year after the storm to try to salvage her property.

Since then, she has lost more than 30 pounds. She often found herself crying on a whim, nervous about everything, and suddenly uninterested in socializing.

When the Tylenol PM stopped putting her to sleep, she sought out a psychiatrist and, while she had just expected to get sleeping pills, she wound up talking and crying for two hours. The psychiatrist put her on doses of Zoloft and other antidepressants -- then ratcheted up the dosages.

In telling her story, she asks: "How could I not end up anxious and depressed?"

Her troubles began with the FEMA trailer. Three times she flew down from New York, where she was staying with her mother, for an appointment with the federal contractor who was supposed to deliver the trailer to her front yard.

The contractor missed each appointment.

Finally the trailer arrived. But with only one in four of her neighbors back, her old neighborhood is a forlorn and sometimes threatening place. Her car has been stolen twice from the driveway. Once, while she was sleeping in her trailer, burglars broke in and stole her purse and other personal items.

Now before she goes to sleep at night, she hangs water jugs off the window latches and puts the trash can beside the front door in hopes of foiling the next intruder.

"Do you think I'm having mental issues yet? Wait -- it gets better," she said.

Her biggest problem is trying to finance her house repairs and escape the trailer: Like thousands of others in Louisiana, Byrne did not have enough insurance.

She has received $40,000 from her flood and homeowner's insurance policies, but a contractor told her the repairs would cost $133,000.

The state's "Road Home" program is supposed to provide financial aid for people in her situation. Yet, although she was one of the first to apply, she still has not received a check.

Two years after the flooding, Byrne has no idea when she will ever get out of the trailer or stop driving around with laundry in the car in search of an open laundromat, and whether her friends and church, St. Raphael's Catholic, will return.

"People say, 'Oh, we're coming back -- look at the French Quarter or Magazine Street.' But I don't live there. Where I live, there's no church and no laundromat and no people. It's just so tragic, and it keeps getting sadder and sadder."

According to the Harvard survey, many people in New Orleans feel the same way.

Between March 2006 -- six months after the storm -- and summer 2007, the number of people reporting signs of serious mental illness rose from 11 percent to 14 percent. Before the storm it had been about 6 percent.

Similarly, the number of people who reported thoughts of suicide rose from 3 to 8 percent in New Orleans.

"There's more depression, more financial problems, more marital conflict, more thoughts of suicide," said Daphne Glindmeyer, a New Orleans psychiatrist who is president of the Louisiana Psychiatric Medicine Association. "And a lot of it is in people who never had any trouble before."

Interviews with psychiatrists turn up story after story of people with no history of depression plunged into mental anguish deep enough to require treatment.

A teenager living in a trailer turns homicidal. A woman whose mother died in the car during an evacuation -- and then could not be taken to funeral home -- suffers post-traumatic stress disorder. A firefighter involved in dozens of rescues seethes with anger at the region's inability to come back.

"These people don't necessarily need a good psychiatrist," Rigamer said. "They need a good contractor or someone to fix the 'Road Home' program and good leadership."

News assistant Jill F. Bartscht contributed to this report.

The Washington Post originally published this article on September 22, 2007.


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4 comments:

doctorj2u said...

Great find, Ana Maria and very accurate. You are a warrior! Keep up the good work.

Ana Maria said...

Hey there, Doc!

Thanks for the compliment. We are all warriors in one way or another. Better to be a warrior than a worrier. Right?

Have a Sunny Sunday!

-am

LifeDirections said...

It's September 2007, and my new homeowners insurance policy takes next month. My hurricane deductible went up from $1000 to $7550. Damn, how am I going to save that much extra money to self-insure against non-catastrophic hurricane damage? I'm already working one full time job and two part time jobs and ends barely meet now. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, again. This kind of stuff is what keeps my depression acting up. You think you're making progress, then bam, something else hits you.

I have an appointment with my psychiatrist this week. Thank goodness. I think I may need a medication change. Or maybe the change in feelings is good. I actually feel angry, frustrated and sad. I was numb since the storm until about 3 months ago. So far I've taken my feelings out in writing on my blogs. I fear becoming violent. The only thing that stopped me from getting in my car and driving to my insurance agent's office was I was still in my boxers and a t-shirt, and by the time I got dressed I had cooled off. I've never felt anger this way before. It scares me.

Ana Maria said...

Sweet Life Direction,

My heart breaks yet again with learning of your pain and anguish, completely understandable that all of it is, of course.

I shared your comment with my elderly mother who shook her head in the absurdity that all of us are living here inside Katrina Land. She informed me that next month she'll learn of the nightmare that is the renewal of her insurance.

Like you, I want it all to stop. Just STOP. Years ago there was an fitness infomercial where Susan Powter would dramatically say, "STOP THE INSANITY."

The insanity of the insurance industry that has taken good money that was to go toward the financial security of its residential and commercial customers but instead was, in my humble opinion, wrongfully transferred to the insane and obscene salaries and bonuses of many insurance company CEOs and other members of high ranking management. On other words stealing our financial security to further secure their own financial future.

This burns me to no end. But more than that, it hurts real people like you, like many members of my family, like many friends.

I with that I had a magic wand that would make it all go away and bring justice to every person who had a deliberate hand in the individual and communal misery of everyone inside of KatrinaLand. Alas, my magic wand doesn't work in that specialty area. ;)

What I can offcr you is a place to vent. I want to heal everything, but my culinary powers are more well developed. Heck you know that being a fabulous cook around here is as common as the humidity. Very. However, my point is that I wish I could make the hurt go away as easily as I could sate anyone's appetite.

I've spent a lifetime learning tricks of the trade in the kitchen, and not so much in terms of righting the wrongs caused from the insurance insanity or the White House that has utterly failed to use the power of the bully pulpit to make the lives of these insurance companies a living hell until they did right by their American customers.

Write more comments any time you wish to vent. It's important because others share your feelings, because others need to understand that these are not academic arguments we're making, and because you have important real life insights to share with all of us here. I want to read them and understand and so do others.

In spite of your pain--or because of it, you wrote something truly valuable from the bottom of my heart, I thank you and feel honored that you graced this blog with your presence. You are a gift. Thank you, my new friend.

I hope that your doc will tell you that YES! Anger means you are moving int her right direction of your emotional healing. Wooohooo! Celebrate! Dance! Sing! You know, act like you live here, where we know grat pain and the healing power of living with our passion, our desire, our zest for life.

Be well and be blessed.

Ana Maria