...Continued

Anyways, I was given a clean bill of health, but they still wouldn't let me out of the hospital yet.

Two resident p-docs can to see me and later they brought this other p-doc with them. I tried really really hard to convince them that I should be let out, but they wouldn't let me out.

It was decided that I was to be locked up for 72 hours. I soooo didn't want to be locked up. I was upset. The p-doc ordered that my clothes be taken away and a nurse would "baby-sit" me because I was a flight risk.

When the nurse when away I decided to walk around in the hallways and I thought of escaping. The nurse found me and then I wasn't allowed out of my room anymore.

After a while I was transferred to the psych ward. It was really weird. One moment I was free, the next moment I was trapped.

I was scared and alone. There was nothing to do. It was really boring in there. I asked to be let out again and again. I kept pestering the nurses to find a lawyer for me.

It was so embarrassing for my family to see me in there. Everyone came to visit me. It was super embarrassing.

I couldn't sleep in there and they gave me some Ativan. I also sort of threw a bit of a tantrum in there. I crossed the "no cross line" because I was angry at being locked up. Then I threw some M&M's at the door. I was soooo frustrated at being locked up!

Anyways, I was finally let out after my time was up. I don't ever want to be locked up again!