Found out today that I'm more likely to spend 2 or 3 weeks in hospital for this meds change. Have made the neccessary arrangements; ie: tell the boarding kennel where my dog will go; tell my neighbour who is getting my mail and watering my plants; tell my parents. Feel a bit twitchy about being there longer than a week, for as anyone who has been in psych hospital knows, it is BORING. It's also a bit frustrating now that the smoking laws have changed; you have to smoke off the hospital premises, which sort of rules out the smokes which go;
- wake up first thing, get a coffee and have one in your pajamas
- have one when you can't sleep at night with a glass of milk
- have one virtually any time you really need it.
Also I'll be at the mercy of the nurses; if they say go back to bed you can't smoke now, I have disobeyed them in the past, and they give in. But just for one time only. Then they play hardball. They basically like to have everyone asleep by 10pm, which is impossible. I find the nurses are sometimes great, but mostly like schoolteachers who treat you like you are a naughty child. There are always noises in hospital too, so sleep is never great.
The biggest conundrum is What To Do: the real sick people get to do art therapy. The rest have to amuse themselves. So I'm bringing in a portable DVD player and some DVD's; a wordfinder puzzle book and a copy of the Da Vinci Code. That'll keep me occupied for a bit. I generally keep to myself when in hospital. Sometimes you befriend someone, but mostly I don't seek friends.
I'll be allowed out to do AA meetings and meet friends and family etc. That's a blessing.
The food's good. Be nice not to have to shop and cook. I'll save a little money. Best put towards the extra it will cost to have my dog minded for the longer period.
I just hope I take to the Saphris ok and don't go manic or psychotic once off the Zyprexa.
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