Every Wednesday morning, my colleagues and I meet for IDTT: Interdisciplinary Treatment Team. An IDTT generally consists of a psychiatrist, a couple of psychologists, a social worker, and a correctional counselor. It’s basically a weekly committee where we review different patients’ treatment plans and meet with the inmate and discuss his treatment plan with him, including progress and goals.
Today one of the scheduled patients was a 23-year-old African American inmate with tattoos all over his face and the slouch and demeanor of a juvenile delinquent. He was assigned to my colleague Dr. Y’s caseload, and during our meeting with him, he sat with an air of indifference toward the whole process.
Upon the conclusion of our little conference, the kid got up to leave and started heading for the door. Dr. Y said (as he said to each and all of the inmates who came to IDTT), “Have a good day.”
The kid passed through the doorway and, to our surprise (and immense amusement), he casually tossed back, in a manner that he might reserve for wrapping up a phone call with his granny, “Love you, too.”
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