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Apparently I'm a level 2 patient now.

Whatever that means. But I'm allowed outside as long as staff is watching, so it must be a good thing. Right?

One step closer to getting out.

#startersg

xperierat

I thought this place was supposed to make me feel better.

grant-miller-rn

xperierat:

xperierat

I know.

Well- I don’t know, know. But I know what it’s like to not want the help people are trying to force on you….Like- no thanks…I didn’t ask you to suddenly care, and try to make it all better, ya know?

I wish people didn't care. That I could just fade away, because I can't feel better. If I could, I would - but I can't. I've tried but that feeling is always there and there's only one way to make it go away.

#c: grant

xperierat

I thought this place was supposed to make me feel better.

grant-miller-rn

xperierat:

xperierat

Hospitals suck, yo.

But people are just doin’ their jobs.

I didn't ask to be here.

#c: grant

I thought this place was supposed to make me feel better.

So far, it's just a bunch of people telling me I can't do this or that.

Can't sleep.

xperierat:

Well we don’t like giving out extra meds unless it’s really needed.

Who is your doctor? I can talk to them for you.

Just get out, will you?

It's whatever. You can't help me, I get it. I'll just stare at the ceiling the entire night. I'll have to fall asleep sometime, no thanks to any of you.

Ugh. Valentines Day.

xperierat:

You know smoking’s bad for you right?

Diet coke is bad for you too, but you don't see anyone pointing that out. Do you?

#c: charlie

Ugh. Valentines Day.

I need a smoke.

Can't sleep.

xperierat:

So extra pillow it is then?

How long have you not been able to sleep for?

No? I wanted sleep meds, not an extra pillow.

Forget it, you are obviously useless.

#c: callie

#mine #bradley martin #bates motel #[ a lack of color ]

grant-miller-rn

I don't know about your day

but I’ve been pooped on twice, and some kid knit me a hat.

I feel like a raspberry. This day rules.

xperierat

There is something fundamentally wrong with you.

Can't sleep.

xperierat:

They all have common sense, Amanda. They wouldn’t have been able to become a doctor without it. Most of them are just used to cutting someone open and fixing the problem, but it’s not always that easy. No, I don’t either. In fact, I think counting sheep just makes you more frustrated when you’re trying to sleep.

Novel idea, but maybe they should try using it. It would save everyone a hell of a lot of trouble. I'd like to know who came up with the concept that counting sheep would be of any help. Isn't the whole point of trying to sleep clearing your head at the end of the night? You count sheep and then you lose count and you have to start all over until the sun comes up.

The only reason it might put someone to sleep was if they were bored to death. On second hand, maybe I will count sheep.

#c: melody

lokilosesit

I just wanted to be happy…

Can't sleep.

xperierat:

No, I’m not going to suggest anything like that. I don’t think counting sheep or having an extra couple pillows will help you relax enough to sleep. Although those are both things your therapist might suggest along with relaxation techniques.

Thank you for being the first doctor I've actually met in this place with some common sense. Do you know anybody who has ever actually relaxed because they counted some imaginary sheep?