Let’s go back a few weeks.
8/27/2011
I have decided to start my daily journal again. It has been years since I have sat down and collected my thoughts on paper. (electronic paper?) I just got home from the hospital. I decided that I needed a little break and change of meds and put myself in 2 days ago.
I am the sort of person that knows when I need help and it was not the first time I had requested the help of a loved one. I have lived on and off meds since I was 18. Going to the doctor and talking about my problems just seems like a normal part of life now.
Once I was in there, I wanted out quickly. The food sucked, the people were weird and I missed my babies. The hospital here in Alaska was not as crowded or diverse as the one in Florida. It was more intimate and I got much more one on one time. After 2 days there, and plenty of time to think and speak about my inner issues, the doctor wrote my discharge paperwork. He finally changed my medicine, which had been needed for many years now.
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