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Monday 13th January 2014 – the day the world got too much for me.
I had been coping with no support for around 6-7 weeks, I thought I was doing well. I hadn’t self-harmed, I hadn’t purged, and I saw life for the better. I saw the positive in everything negative. That all changed though – my doctor was mucking around with my meds, and the Psychiatrist I saw in December – still hadn’t faxed my doctor, to tell her he has upped my dosage of Quetiapine.
Monday 13th was a day I don’t think I’ll ever forget. I saw myself deteriorating every hour. I had vodka left from a night out – I drunk half a bottle. My hallucinations (visual and audio) where stronger than ever. I decided to follow this woman. To listen to the voices.
They took me to the bridge. A friend was concerned and rung for the police – I hid, I walked further up, found another bridge, and sat over it dangling my legs. My phone kept ringing and ringing and ringing. I finally answered and it was the police – they came to find me. After seeing me on the bridge, the first police officer went and spoke to her two colleagues. Before I knew it, I had been pulled off the bridge. By this point I was screaming, crying, trying to get away. I was sectioned under 136, handcuffed, and taken straight to Leigh, where the 136 unit is based.
Around 2am I had the assessment, I refused to talk, refusing to say anything. They wanted to detain me, I screamed, kicked off and told them I’m going home and snuggling with my kittens. They came round and let me home, even after the police officer telling them that she thinks I’ll go back to the bridge. 2:45am Tuesday 14th, I was home. 3:30am Tuesday morning, I was at the bridge, on the edge, ready. 3:45am – police were back and handcuffed me straight away and sectioned me under 136 again. Back to Leigh. This time I was detained under Section 2 of the Mental Health act.
By 8:30 am, I was admitted to Grasmere Ward, Knowsley – where I’d stay for up to 28 days. I was terrified, scared and didn’t want to go in. When I was in, it felt massive, such a big place. I was waiting for patients to go around screaming and being violent – but it was nothing like that.
I will continue in the next blog post ”Experience on a Psych ward”
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