February 19, 2021
From Catie Quarterly,
“Overdose deaths had already reached a crisis point in Canada when the COVID-19 pandemic created a perfect storm for a dual public health emergency: an increasingly toxic drug supply combined with a strained public health system. As a result, the pandemic has been especially dangerous – and deadly – for people who use drugs.
The need for harm reduction services has never been greater. Similarly, there has never been a greater need for policy changes to decriminalize drug use and provide access to a safe supply of drugs.
At the same time, harm reduction workers need to deliver services in a way that protects themselves, their peers and their service users from becoming ill with COVID-19. As usual, some of the most creative approaches have emerged from community-based programs, some of which we have highlighted in this issue of the CATIE Quarterly.”
February 1, 2021
February is Black History Month! Take the time to educate yourself about Black history, culture, and current issues faced by Black Canadians today.
January 12, 2021
NHCS gave away an estimated 205 Holiday Bags throughout the Northern Zone this season!
The bags were filled with food items perfect for a holiday meal, available to clients in the NHCS computer system.
Currently NHCS is giving out Winter Care bags to clients, containing a small amount of personal hygiene items like shampoo and toothbrushes/toothpaste as well as a hat, gloves and warm socks!
Funding was made possible by the Rural Communities Foundation of Nova Scotia Community Covid-19 Emergency Support Fund.
January 1, 2021
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September 30, 2020
“The “orange shirt” in Orange Shirt Day refers to the new shirt that Phyllis Webstad was given to her by her grandmother for her first day of school at St. Joseph’s Mission residential school in British Columbia. When Phyllis got to school, they took away her clothes, including her new shirt. It was never returned. To Phyllis, the colour orange has always reminded her of her experiences at residential school and, as she has said, “how my feelings didn’t matter, how no one cared and I felt like I was worth nothing. All of us little children were crying and no one cared.”