Met with team this morning. All my meetings with my treaters were done by 10 am. Which left the day wide open To boredom. I told the treatment team I needed an extra day to sort myself out. I think pulling teeth was easier. They gave me a hard time and I had to tell them exactly how unsafe I felt going home because I had a rough weekend and wasn’t sure I could be safe enough at home. It is now the early evening and I am ready to blow this joint. Not that things have changed much, but I know that I will feel better when I am in my own environment.
I really wanted to talk to someone after the meeting because I was so frustrated. I mean what is one more day? Now I have the confidence I didn’t have before.
I have an RN contact person tonight. I hope that we talk quickly or not at all. I just am not in a talking mood right now. I feel like everyone is against me. I never felt like this before in any of my many hospitalizations.
I have been talking about the SSF tonight with one of the mental health workers. It is great to talk academia with someone. I really miss it.