I woke up to the nurse knocking on my door. I woke up feelin low, not that its any different from how I wake up every morning. She called my name from the other people standing in the line. It was time for our vital signs. We do this every morning at exactly 6:30.
Ummmf.
Today is my birthday, I get to spend my birthday in a mental hospital.
Your locked up, on one unit, with doors you have to open with keys, and boarded up windows. The worst part about it is, your with other people who are just like you. I mean just like you.
The food smells good, but of course, I dont eat it. Well I take that back, I eat one thing at every meal time.
My name is Alexis-Jade. I'm short, with long brown hair, and blue eyes.
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"Ma'am, I don't understand why they are putting me in here?" I said confused.
"It will be ok, just relax," she said calmly.
I titled my head back against the pillow. It was 1:30 a.m. . I noticed all of my bracelets were gone. It makes me pissed. Everything I saw was so, vivid. Like I was high or something. Maybe later on I should ask the nurse.
Eh.
All I really recognized was an ambulance and my mom and boyfriend standing at the doors of the hospital. I also remember being strapped down to the bed, not being able to move at all. Damnit.
From then on it was a blur, until I got to this place, they took blood and checked me for anything that might harm myself or anyone else. The next thing I remember was being woke up by a nurse telling me it was time to take my vital signs.
"Damn," I said.
The nurse must not have heard me, because she didnt turn around.
I miss my child, and my boyfriend.
Before they call for breakfast a doctor calls me in his office, telling me why I'm in here and how long I will be staying.
"A couple of months? I have a baby at home who needs to be taken care of." I scream.
"Ma'am, calm down, we have schedueled visits to see your boyfriecnd and your baby ever Tuesday and Thursday." He said calmly.
"Ok, can I go eat now?" I asked.
He led me into the cafeteria, everyone staring at me. Shit, I think to myself. I see my roomate sitting by herself. So I dont even bother to get a tray, I just walk over, and sit down beside her.
Hi," she whispered softly.
Almost as if she didnt want anyone to hear her, so I whispered back.
"Hi, I'm Jade."
"I'm Rayna," she said back a little loudder, looking up as if the doctors would notice her speaking.
"Nice to meet you," I said.
"Yea, same to you, I like your tattoo, its very unique," she said.
I looked at my arm and stare at the tattoo. It was a tattoo of my baby's footprints walking down my arm. Suddenly remembering that she wasnt here, I put my head onto the table. Today is Thursday so I might get to see her.
"After school you will get to see your daughter and your boyfriend, that is only in 10 minutes," Dr. Mac said.
"K, thanks," I said.
I read my story to the class and then a nurse calls my name and motions me to the door. I slowly stand up, and walk out.
As I am heading to the room to see my family, I feel light headed. Everything went black, and I suddenly passed out.
I guess I was so exited to see my baby, shit my whole family, that I couldnt even take it.
"Mommmmyy," I hear.
I open my eyes and im lying down on a couch, in a room with my family. Holy CRAP!
"Hi bentley, come her to mama," I reply back to the little petite voice that woke me.
Trying to regain my memory of what happened on the way to this room, I suddenly realized why I passed out. It is all to much to let my kid stay away from me for so long. Six months, they say is how long I'm going to be in here. That's six months withouth my baby, six months without my mom, and my boyfrend, hmmmfhh. This is no good at all.
How is my kid ever supposed to know who his mama is if I'm not there for six months of his life? Hopefully he doesnt forget me, that would put me through hell. Maybe they will let me out sooner, maybe if I'm per-say, "good".
After about an hour my family had to leave, this has been the hardest goodbye I've had yet. It seemed like I was only with them for two minutes, let alone an hour. This sucks. Big time.
