broken-gurl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the first cut is the deepest I posted this on a message board: So I've been in hospital again. It all started because I overdosed on iron pills. The Emergency Mental Health Team was supposedly on their way to my house, but they lied to me and sent two cop cars and an ambulance instead, so them and my dad rushed me to the hospital. They charcoaled me and heart monitored me and EKGed me and x-rayed me and put an IV in my arm, then transferred me up to the pediatric ward with a security guard. I tried to run away three or four times after they took out the IV, all times foiled by nurses pushing the security button and holding the elevators before I had a chance to get out. They put me in the safe room, basically lockdown, where I refused to stop hurting myself. I had a razor blade, which they took. Then I wouldn't stop punching myself in the face, so they handcuffed me. Then I wouldn't stop smashing my head into the wall, so they dragged me back to my room and tied me to the bed using four point restraints, and gave me a shot of Haldol to calm me down. I was crying so hard I was screaming for a good two hours. And why was I having so much trouble? I reported the rape last week. Finally. I went into the police station and made a statement. Anyways, from there my psychiatrist was on holidays so my GP decided to have me transferred to the lockdown unit of the youth psych hospital. So I was there. At this point I was certified under the Mental Health Act, meaning they could do whatever with my meds and I also was legally not allowed to leave/they could drag me back if I tried to run. I stayed there in total for about 6 days. I was supposed to leave earlier but my dad was nervous about me coming home and at the discharge meeting made arrangements for me to stay. And I cut myself on a pass from the hospital, required five stitches. So there's where I've been. I have a meeting in a week back at the hospital to plan my six-week admission which will begin the following Tuesday (the 13th). As for the next week, I will be going to school, playing soccer, and doing yoga. Fun stuff. Just trying to hang in there. My seventeenth birthday is coming up in about a month and a half, meaning I will be tranferred to the adult psych system after this admission, so it's sort of my last chance to work everything out. Gahhh. -xxx- 6:46 p.m. - 2004-04-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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