Well, tomorrow is D-day - hopefully. My pdoc hasn't shown up yet to review me for discharge but it is only 10 am. I am anxious for him to arrive because a) he is often so late he practically either shows up at the time of discharge or b) forgets to show up at all so I have to stay another day. He is an awesome pdoc but being on time is his biggest fault.

Anyway, I am slowly organising packing so I don't have to do it last minute. Not that I have much to do as it is not like I brought half my possessions in. Just a few essentials and toiletries.

I am so excited! It will be two weeks tomorrow I will have been in here, and six days of increasing stability. I wanted to go yesterday but my pdoc was worried about my hypomania as it was shooting up. Today (Wednesday) I feel calm and stable, finally! So I am sure discharge will be no issue. I am so looking to having my freedom back and being able to go outside. Looking forward to floating around my flat, organising and cleaning and generally chilling out. I can still barely read due to racing mind but I am hoping that will slow down soon.

Sorry for the novel but I am so, so excited. I was incredible ill when I got in here so to have such a positive, relatively swift turn around has brought me such joy.