They changed their mind. I guess someone gave a second opinion, upon looking at my lovely records.
So they gave me the option of going to the ED hospital. As I have stated, this place is voluntary, so I have to agree to go there. They can’t force me.
I agreed, cuz I’m scared of ending up in a worse place. Yes, there are worse places. I am going to ask for a transfer to the psych side, where they treated me a little more like an adult and with a little more respect.
Now, granted, their admissions people are either ill-informed or they flat out lie and will tell you that this can’t be done, that people don’t get transferred, but of course, such transfers happened all the time while I was there, not only that, but a transfer was offered to me and I declined. Huge mistake.
I mean really, who the hell cares, I’m locked up, right?
Very shortly, I will lose Internet access and may be out of touch. But I will be back, alligators.