aka the looney bin.
Just kidding - about it being the pyscho ward or the
looney bin.
But I Really did spend 5 days on lockdown :[ - as a
guest - in the Stress Unit of Bloomington Hospital
- no thanks to my d*psh*t soon-to-be-ex h*sb*nd - who
went behind my back and obtained a Court Order - for
me to have three days of psychiatric observation.
Now the worthless piece of sh*t and I have been going
back and forth about this for about a month and ya
might say I was ForGainst - it. : ] kinda flipflopin'
on the subject.
So - a week ago - last Thursday - I said yes.
Yes - I'll submit to having a psychiatric evaluation.
And much to my surprise - the worthless piece of sh*t
f*in picks up the phone and calls the local police to
come and escort me - there.
There was no struggle - on my part - when two of our
Really cool Liberal College Town's finest - knocked on
the door - and after exchanging a few amenities - I
was interviewed by the man-cop and after that I was
interviewed by the lady-cop.
Now I may be stupid - but I just knew that to resist
would not be the Right thing to do - oh you know what
I mean. I knew that struggling would most likely land
me - somewhere NOT over the rainbow.
And that said - those who dare not read - nor comment -
on my blog - we rode through the campus - convoy style -
and next I will report on being admitted - and much more.
11 comments:
I did learn one lesson from my run in with tthe loony bin... never again will I "voluntarily" admit myself... because checking OUT isnever as easy as checking IN.
-FJ - The one thing that virtually all of the other 'inmates' were there for was that they had been suicidal - and for me it was that
the hubby THOUGHT that I was. But he just WANTED to think that I was.
I could see that the staff just wanted to make sure that I wasn't.
And that is a good thing.
I loved the way all of the nurses and doctors - just wanted to make sure that we wouldn't try anything when we got out.
I don't forsee this happening again. Ever.
But - never say never - ever.
Know what I mean - -FJ?
I hear you, stidh!
btw - Suicidal because you ask for a divorce? Wow, that husband of yours has some Ego...
My wife still holds me suspect, 10 years after the fact. Once crazy, always crazy...
Hubris - -FJ - is some People would describe it.
'Once crazy, always crazy...'
I used to not like being a housewife - -FJ - but now I like it. Same with crazy - I wouldn't give away my 'crazy' for anything.
Nope - take away my crazy - and ya take away the best part of me.
That's a paraphrase from T. Williams.
There's no such thing as crazy, stidh... and I'm sure the best part of you IS still hiding up your sleeve. ;)
Awww come on - Ther.
Ya mean there's MORE?
I keep hopin' that it will be over soon.
But in fact - the hits just keep on comin'.
Hey Ther - how about a philosipher
discussion tonight - or tomorrow.
Did I mention that I have a new book on Philosophy.
I'll be busy for the next hour because there is a rerun of RT on.
Gotta go - Ther.
Ther - How about Michel Foucault - and something from his Madness and
Civilization?
I'll be back later.
I'm not into gay masochism, but I can talk Foucault if I must.
...and welcome to the "societies of control". Try and stay out of the panopticon, if you can. ;)
Abso - Good Morning.
Why is it - Abso - that I never learn - not to try to mix it up
with you Legion Peole. My mind just doesn't operate on your level.
So if you'll excuse me - I have some googling to do.
:[ : ]
but i will be bock
But - Abso - I like this panopticon. I googled it - and
what nice buildings they are.
The other stuff in yer comment I'll pass on.
I plead fatigue - due to eating
excitedly one package of Marshmallow Peeps last night - that I had bought for the g-kds - although I did send them the other one.
You see - dear Abso - on my new restricted diet I ingest virtually
NO SUGAR - so the sugar in the Peeps gave me a huge rush - and it was 2:30 before I fell asleep.
I wonder if the Judge will take that into consideration.
I only pray that I don't stat crying - or worse - swearing.
::sigh::
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