Hey Katie,

That's weird about the hospital. I never told anyone this but I had the best time I'd had in years while I was in the hospital. I got good food. I had only 1 small space to keep up with. I got to learn things and talk to people and we actually talked at night and even laughed over things. Only problem I was hypervigilant and did not sleep more than 2 hours per nite for 2 1/2 weeks until I went home - mysteriously cured by the limits of my insurance coverage....(read HEAVY sarcasm here!!!!) I did decide that for my situation, with my dx the hospital definitely did not hold answers for me. It did warehouse me(at ridiculously large prices) until my urge to commit suicide yielded to time and reason. Sigh...medical psych care in America...at it's finest! !!!

Leslie's inner Cynic! OOOPPPPSS I spelled Finland with 2 n's. lots of n's