I was in for a week in 2008 for mania. I knew I had to go. I went to the ER, and said "I'm manic!". (I was also delusional). They (IV) sedated me and I was transported in an Emergency vehicle to a psych hospital. This according to my husband because I do not remember anything at all except the IV and the next thing I recall is I was fully dressed (I guess it was the next day) at the nurses station talking to them about my room assignment. I really needed to be inpatient. It was the best thing for me in a scary time.