I’ve been in hospital again, over the Easter weekend. My psychiatrist decided that I was too suicidal and self-destructive to cope in the community so admitted me. He tried to get an NHS admission but surprise, surprise there were no beds so instead the NHS trust paid for me to be in the Priory! Get that!
Still feeling shit, and Allison has my dressing gown cord as in our last appointment she didn’t feel I was safe to have it, plus the Priory have my set of extra meds I was stockpiling and my last razor blade. I have stopped taking my meds as since New Year I have put on nearly 3 stone and it is medication related so I need to lose that weight.
My Mum rang Dr Mc on Friday about me as she was worried I wouldn’t be able to make it to the appointment on Wednesday so I have an emergency appointment at 8.30 tomorrow morning.
I feel awful moaning though as others’ are having a worse time.
Ruth
