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Post-Trauma Stress: A Stiff Upper Lip Is Not Always Best
Olga Vilko, age 81, a student at Hunter College, was
in class on September 11 when Manhattan was attacked. In school to
catch up on subjects she missed as a younger woman — art history,
and music, for example — Vilko made her way home calmly.
“She was able to get home. She didn’t get all upset,” says
Dr. Naomi Vilko, a Princeton psychiatrist and Olga Vilko’s daughter.
Olga Vilko is an Auschwitz survivor, as was her husband. Her behavior
on September 11 “shows how she survived intact,” according
to her daughter, who reports that her mother’s attitude since September
11 has been “well, this happened. I’ll deal with it.”
Not everyone has been able to cope as well. In her practice, with
offices at 419 North Harrison Street and in Manhattan, and through
the many volunteer lectures and counseling sessions she has given
during the past year, Vilko has met many of these people. On Friday,
September 20, at 8:30 a.m., she takes part in a free panel discussion
of “The Aftermath of 9/11: How to Cope with Medical, Psychological,
and Substance Abuse Issues,” which takes place at the New Jersey
Hospital Association at 760 Alexander Road. Other panelists are Arnold
Washton, an alcohol and substance abuse specialist; and Mary
Guardino, founder of Freedom from Fear, a support group for individuals
suffering from anxiety. Call 609-924-3225.
Reactions to the 9/11 attacks vary by proximity, but the nearness
of the loss or the terror is not the only factor governing how the
attacks affect different individuals. Vilko brings personal perspective
to understanding this issue. Her parents survived the Holocaust and
were forced to flee their homeland, yet neither suffered major depression
or fell into substance abuse.
“I was lucky,” she says. While her parents were able to nurture
her, she saw that “many of their friends were not able to parent.”
The difference is not a matter of strength of character, but rather
a matter of biology. Presented with unimaginable horror, some people
develop heart disease or cancer, others are possessed by anxiety or
depression, and a lucky few continue pretty much as before. When the
reaction is acute anxiety or depression, the circle of suffering can
go on and on.
“I worry about the parents,” Vilko says. “They can become
so dysfunctional. Maybe they are able to function better at work than
at home. They are not able to give their children what they need.”
More than 50 years after the Holocaust, she sees the effects of post-traumatic
stress syndrome in parents reflected in their children — and in
their grandchildren. The same cycle could begin again, she says, if
victims of the September 11 attacks who are still not functioning
well a year later do not get help.
Vilko, who is married to Princeton urologist Dr. Sidney Goldfarb,
is the mother of three children, age 18 to 22. When her youngest child
went off to school, she began giving talks on mental health. “I
don’t bake,” she says, “so I thought I might as well do something
I can do.” Now she is considerably busier, teaching at Robert
Wood Johnson University Hospital, and running a new business, Vilko
Corporate Consulting, in addition to attending to her private practice.
Yet she still gives substantial time to informing groups about the
help available for post-traumatic stress syndrome and other psychological
disorders.
Urging people to get help is an easier sell now than it was in the
years after her parents made their way to this country. Holocaust
survivors did not talk much about what they had been through, she
says. A consequence, she says, is that fully 65 percent of them still
suffer from post-traumatic stress syndrome more than 50 years later.
In the Inwood section of New York City, where she grew up, Vilko saw
that stoicism was not limited to those who had lived through the Holocaust.
Many neighbors were fire fighters and police men. “The culture
is stiff upper lip,” she says. It’s “I’ll help other people.
If I’m not feeling well, I’ll take a drink.”
There has been a change, but perhaps not enough change.
Depression and anxiety still often are seen as signs of weakness.
With September 11 there are other forces at work as well, says Vilko.
Those who are alive because they were late for work or because they
found a way out of the burning buildings may suffer from survivor’s
guilt, and may feel that their sleeplessness or fear of travel is
minor and not worthy of treatment.
“There are 25,000 people who escaped,” says Vilko. “I
don’t think enough are getting help.”
A woman Vilko treated was in the south tower when the planes hit.
Her husband was in the north tower. Both survived. Under Vilko’s treatment,
the wife took medication and had several counseling sessions. After
a month, “she was back to herself,” says Vilko. Her husband
refused treatment and after a year, she says, “still has a lot
of symptoms.”
While anyone who was in New York during the attacks — let alone
anyone who lost a relative or escaped from the World Trade Center
— could be expected to show some signs of post-traumatic stress
disorder, the circle is larger still. In central New Jersey there
are thousands of people who travel to the city every working day,
and many more people who spend time there for business or pleasure.
Vilko, for example, who delivered mail at the World Trade Center when
she was in college, attended a meeting there shortly before September
11.
In central New Jersey, perhaps more than any place other than Manhattan
itself, last fall was uniquely traumatic for nearly everyone. “We
had anthrax,” explains Vilko. Some of her friends and patients
had maintained emotional distance from the attacks on New York. They
were living suburban lives, she says, never venturing into Manhattan
or Philadelphia. But when it became known that the anthrax-laced letters
were sent from the Hamilton post office, any sense of invulnerability
fell away.
“It was like AIDS when it first happened,” Vilko says. “People
were very suspicious. It could be anywhere.”
Enduring two types of terrorism — and numerous alerts from Washington
that more trouble could well be imminent — took a toll on many.
For some, the effects linger. Here are some thoughts on what to do
next.
Get help. Psychological pain is not all that much differentfrom physical pain. It comes in all degrees of intensity. Comparingit to arthritis, Vilko says one person might need a little medicinefor joint soreness while another might need a hip replacement. Likewise,people are who suffering mild symptoms of anxiety a year after September11 would benefit from group counseling or a few sessions with a socialworker. Anyone with more severe symptoms needs to see a psychiatrist.In most cases, says Vilko, a combination of medication and counseling— – combined with the passage of time — will return those withpost-traumatic stress disorder to normal, or at least to an abilityto cope.”If you don’t do it for yourself, do it for your children,”Vilko urges.Give help. There are few things that work as well to dispelgrief and anger as helping those who suffered the most. “Especiallynow, after the first anniversary,” says Vilko.Stop the warnings. Of Washington’s code yellows and codeoranges, Vilko says, “It’s ridiculous! And very upsetting to children.”Warnings that mail may be contaminated with anthrax are helpful andnecessary, in her view. Warnings that something bad may happen someplace at some time are not. Tune them out, and, if possible, keepthem from children.One source of comfort is that the first anniversary is behindus. The concept of an “anniversary effect,” says Vilko, isreal. She suspects that humans are hard-wired to bring up memoriesas anniversaries and major holidays approach. Her father died 40 yearsago, when she was 10, and she becomes sad each year in June, aroundthe date of his death. The good news is that the sadness is less acuteas the years roll along.Previous StoryNext StoryCorrections or additions?This page is published by PrincetonInfo.com— the web site for U.S. 1 Newspaper in Princeton, New Jersey.
