So, again, continuing where I left off with the last post: Alright, so we’re still on Day #4. After meeting with the one-to-one and reviewing the contracts I signed, which was around 1500, I eventually get a call from my sister. My sister tells me that she finally got in contact with a lawyer who is willing to speak with me. Understanding that my sister was being fake with me, I wasn’t sure how much I could trust this lawyer she contacted; but whatever, at this point, I had nothing to lose. I also mentioned to her the signed contract I reviewed, and all I was able to conclude was that I didn’t verbally consent, or consent by signature, to be admitted and held at a psych ward.
So my sister told me that I could call this lawyer, and that he’s expecting my phone call. So after I get off the phone with my sister, I call the lawyer. The phone rings and goes right to the answering machine, and the voice mailbox is full; I wasn’t surprised, and I’m convinced they were playing games with me. So I call my sister back and tell her I called the lawyer, but I couldn’t reach the lawyer and the voice mailbox was full, so I couldn’t leave a message. She tells me she’ll tell the lawyer to call me. I’m starting to pick up on some sketchiness here… All my notes say is that I told my sister to have the lawyer call me. I was probably already convinced that they were playing games with me, so I didn’t make an effort to probe to expose the collusion. I know that at some time during my stay, I told my sister to send the lawyer an email, since the voice mailbox was full; I’m not sure if it was during this call. I recently asked my sister to send me the emails between her and the lawyer, and she sent me the only email correspondence she had, which was the email she sent when first contacting the lawyer. So she didn’t send any other email to the lawyer. It’s possible she called the lawyer several times until the lawyer answered. Or, it’s also possible they had been playing games with me, and the lawyer could have been answering my sister’s calls but not mine.
Anyway, there was some phone tag being played. The lawyer eventually calls the ward, but someone is busy on the patient phone. So I wait until the patient phone is available and finally call the lawyer. The lawyer answers the phone this time, I briefly introduce myself and read the statement I wrote. One of the first things I wrote when taking notes after the phone call was that I was hearing some noises in the background, targeted towards me obviously, and that I wasn’t sure if I could trust this lawyer. Could this lawyer already know who I was and was already familiar with my blog? It’s possible. During the phone call the lawyer tells me that they, the hospital, can definitely keep me there, which doesn’t sound accurate or legal for my situation, and he mentions nothing about false imprisonment. This lawyer wants to speak with someone, like the main psychiatrist, who knows what’s going on with me, and what the diagnosis is. The lawyer also mentions something about a preexisting condition, which sounds like nonsense. With some of the verbiage he was using, I could tell he was trying to act like my father. The lawyer wasn’t citing any laws or trying to further understand how I was falsely admitted. For the lawyer to speak with someone at the hospital would require my authorization. So I was thinking, I could speak for myself, I’m not a child, if this lawyer has any questions I can’t answer, then I can get those answers for him. The lawyer was asking about my diagnosis, and I told him, but the lawyer still wanted to speak with the main psychiatrist. So even though I didn’t want to authorize communication between the lawyer and the hospital, since I understand that lawyers are officers of the court, they are essential to the pursuit of justice, they have duties they owe to the justice system, I decided I’d entertain this as much as I could; if it was a sham, it would be more and more obvious with time.
So after talking with the lawyer, I speak with the lead nurse to ask how I could have this lawyer speak with the psychiatrist in charge. It was a Friday night, so the lead nurse explains to me that the medical team won’t be available until Monday, but that there is an on-call psychiatrist. This conversation was kind of weird. The nurse mentions that there’s a girl psychiatrist and a guy psychiatrist; not sure why the nurse mentioned this. The nurse says that calling the lawyer will be noted to my file for the medical team to see on Monday. I think they thought I was going to be annoyed by having to stay at the hospital over the weekend. So I think this nurse was expecting me to get upset, but I wasn’t upset at all. I knew I wasn’t in the wrong. My reasoning was, the more time they keep me there, the worse it’ll be for them. So, I think that’s the reason the lawyer told me they could keep me there; to make me think that the hospital wasn’t breaking the law… but they actually were.
So after that conversation with the nurse, I eventually speak with my one-to-one. I mentioned that I’m mostly there because the people who stalk and harass me exposed themselves. I mentioned that I continue to experience verbal harassment, but the more I talk about it, the better things are getting. I also mentioned that I would continue to consider the place “not safe” if the verbal harassment continues. And you know how I clarified that I felt physically safe, but not safe from verbal and third party harassment. Well, that day, there was this large patient admitted. The staff opened the mobile closet with blankets, pajamas, towels, etc. When I was admitted, I was given an extra large; obviously being messed with. I eventually changed to medium, then to large, then back to medium. Anyway, so the pajamas are colored according to size. So I was looking in the closet, trying to see what sizes were available. After looking through the closet, I took a seat and waited for the next thing to do. Then, the large patient intentionally walks into my view, and I see that his pajamas are the color of the largest size. Then I hear a couple of the staff members start laughing, and one of them say “keep your mouth shut!” and “don’t tell!” So I explained this during the one-to-one. Which reminds me, there was this one night when one of the staff members took my roommates vitals, in the middle of the night. I think it’s because alcoholics have a physical dependency on alcohol, and if they stop drinking, it could be bad for them. I actually don’t think this roommate was an alcoholic at all, by the way. Anyway, as the staff member is starting to walk out the door, I ask for the time, and the staff member tells me the time, but then tells me “F**k you, die.” LOL. I was so thrown off by this that I totally forgot the time that was said. I mentioned this during a different one-to-one. I think the reason that this staff member said this is because the staff members were watching me sleep, and I’d say every night I was there, I had a boner; there must have been hidden cameras. So that morning, during vitals, this staff member says to the other staff members, “What did I do now!?” I didn’t see the other staff members, but they were probably making gestures of disapproval. It probably wouldn’t have been as bad if something like “go screw yourself” was said, something a little lighter; nothing offensive said would have been best. And I think the staff members were trying to get me to not say anything about it, but I was like, heck nah, I’m telling; which they were upset about, but whatever. Anyway, so after the one-to-one, my sister called, but I didn’t get to call her back because patients were intentionally staying on the phone so I would sit and watch the prison movie The Longest Yard… I guess trying to say that I was in jail.
To be continued…