Well gee guys, your positive vibes worked quick! LOL

After sitting on my butt for 3.5 hours, waiting for someone to do an intake and assessment, AFTER they did that they informed me that they had NO EMPTY INPATIENT BEDS. Gee thanks.

Since I'm not *actively* suicidal -- I won't tell you what I tried to do last night for fear of triggering someone, but I guess it only counts as passive -- they woke up both my docs (my regular pdoc doesn't do inpatient, so he has a med school buddy take care of his admitted patients) and together they decided it would be OK to put me in partial, starting Thursday morning. So, I get all the joy of 8 hours a day of therapy, but I get to sleep in my own bed at night. Whether that's a good thing remains to be seen.

But the good news is, I get to come spend time here every night once they spring me! You all are better than my therapist and BOTH pdocs, and I love them all to death. :-)

Since I went from work to home to pack to therapy to hospital, I haven't eaten a thing since lunch and I'm about to pass out, so I'm going to go eat, email some people I worried sick, leave VMs for my T and my boss, and go to bed. Here's hoping tomorrow is a better day! Thanks for all the well wishes, you guys are the best.

Love, Candy