Sooooo....After the overdose on Wednesday I was let out of the hospital at 6:30 in the morning and finally got to bed around 7. I woke up at 1:35 and just kind of layed around. I was still pretty dopey from the meds and my thoughts were horrible. I just wanted to take more and more pills.
So I called my counsellor and he told me I was slurring my speech still and the way I was talking he said I wasn't in my right mind and I needed to go to the hospital. So WITHOUT taking any pills I went to the hospital and told them I wanted to OD again and that I was there yesterday.
I sat in the regular waiting room for over an hour before they moved me to the mental health waiting area...where I waited...and waited...and after 2.5 hrs I got up asnd asked if I could go home. Within 20 mins I was seen by a crisis counsellor and we divised a plan that I would go home on the train Friday at 7:20pm and would spend saturday in the states shopping and going to the zoo with my home friends and then spend the night with my closest cousins. Then on Sunday I would go back to my school town and move out.
yeaaaahhhhh.....That's not exactly what happened.
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