So I get home and Andy has cooked some shortbread biscuits, he bought me a little chocolate bunny, he had done all these awesome things and I had to tell hime I was going to hopsital. He also planned a meal for us too and I know from asking him later that he was really disappointed. I really didn't know what to do though. When I rang the hospital to cancel the bed, Mick said that he would call Dr D and ask her if that was all okay. I think maybe she said no.
So yesterday, after being in for one night I wanted to go home. I hadn't unpacked, I wanted to be with Andy and Missy and I was really upset I had to stay, so I said if I couldn't go I would just go any way as I am a voluntary patient. I had another patient, also called Sarah, say to me, are you on an ITO (Involuntary Treatment Order) and I said no. Apparently the nurses were talking about a Sarah that was on one or going on one. I think if I had tried to leave they would have put me on an ITO.
When my doctor arrived, she bought a nurse with her with 20mg of zyprexa with her and they told me to take it. I was a little shell shocked to be honest. I was feeling really fine, and on Tuesday the only reason that I came in was because I assumed my doc said no to cancelling the bed. I have now unpacked. I have a family meeting tomorrow with me, Dr D and Andy to work out what to do from here. I have been getting more and more unstable since I stopped work and I am thinking that is the key, to be working. I know it would help me and Andy financially too.
I've got to fix this head of mine up