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I’m not. I can’t make sense of any short response here.

I have tried to turn to other diversions but nothing works.

I fear another period of madness coming on: I fear that the break is pulsing through my body like a high musical note that will soon end.

My body hurts. I could no more thread a needle than hold the weight of the world upon my shoulders.

I may have pneumonia,again.

Do you have anyone there with you?

[SorryShaped]

Can someone get you to a doctor? Pneumonia warrants immediate investigation

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No. The roads are impassable.

There is a “tick, tick, tick,” now.

Thanks for your response.

[SorryShaped]

Sorry. I'm holding hope for ya. Funny it's easier to do that for others and not me...

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Originally Posted by SorryShaped

Can someone get you to a doctor? Pneumonia warrants immediate investigation

I would have to call for an ambulance.

My insurance-approved hospitals have no open beds.

My right lung is full. My left lung only ¼ full.

I can breathe - with a deep wheeze.

It’s my sanity that worries me. I have no follow-through and my head is full of the grotesque. The really grotesque. I have never been a threat to myself. I’m in a kaleidoscopic world - having a psychotic episode - I know this, I do - but I am unable to stop. Das est is running wild.

I shot a man Monday. He was in my apartment with handfuls of electronics. He put them down when I asked. I destroyed his left thigh bone. I felt good about it through yesterday; my neighbors congratulated me.

But the only thing that I feel now is pain and emptiness. Fear. Excitement.

“Everybody’s Out of Town.”

[SorryShaped]

Originally Posted by amicus_curiae

I would have to call for an ambulance.

My insurance-approved hospitals have no open beds.

My right lung is full. My left lung only ¼ full.

I can breathe - with a deep wheeze.

It’s my sanity that worries me. I have no follow-through and my head is full of the grotesque. The really grotesque. I have never been a threat to myself. I’m in a kaleidoscopic world - having a psychotic episode - I know this, I do - but I am unable to stop. Das est is running wild.

I shot a man Monday. He was in my apartment with handfuls of electronics. He put them down when I asked. I destroyed his left thigh bone. I felt good about it through yesterday; my neighbors congratulated me.

But the only thing that I feel now is pain and emptiness. Fear. Excitement.

“Everybody’s Out of Town.”

Any hospital can move you, even if out of network. They will find you a bed.
You really shot someone? I don't know how guilty I'd feel but it wouldn't leave me.
Being sick causes all sorts of other effects, including the ones you describe.

I think getting yourself to a hospital while you are capable would be a good decision.

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Yes. It would have been this mans 7th robbery of me. He kept lying to me, would not confess to the myriad crimes in my apartment building.

I wanted him to stop. I just wanted him to stop. I wanted to protect all of us. I don’t feel any guilt. I have thought, today, that I may be veering toward the psychopathic.

I put a call in to my PCP’s answering service.

I can tell anyone anything about my head but not my physical condition.

I’ll call around to my doctors (all absent from their offices today).

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Originally Posted by TheSadGirl

I think getting yourself to a hospital while you are capable would be a good decision.

Capable. I’m not capable. I’m floating and I don’t want to stop. I read your sentence but the only word that I see is ‘capable.’ Ecstatic. I need to write.

[SorryShaped]

Sounds like he's a very sick fellow and maybe some time in his house or the graybar hotel might do him some good. Maybe he can reevaluate and learn.
You really need a doctor. If you have to, call an ambulance. That's what they are there for, transportation for those that need it to the hospital. Some of your neighbors might thank you. I know some ambulance calls get road crews directly ahead of them to clear the road. They do that where I currently live, no matter where it is in the county.