July 4th, 2009
part 10 here.
After all the paperwork and induction was completed by the nurse checking me into the slammer, I completed my own set of administrative duties. First up was to phone Beener, to let her know I was banged up again. Of course she was already aware of this fact, and upon hearing my voice she asked me how I was. I replied “not very good actually, I have been sectioned again”. It was apparently in an extremely sarcastic manner, I was livid. I had fought with all my might to get out of the first clinic and only two days later I was incarcerated again. I just wanted to be left alone and for everyone to stop looking at me like that. Next up, I marched to the nurses station to confirm that my consultant was the same psychiatrist that I had seen a few years ago, who I had found to be most condescending and self-absorbed, resulting in me deciding to give up on any hope of useful guidance or advice from mental health services. But here I was again, life on repeat. I vehemently told the nurse that I wanted to request a change in consultant. I then barked that I wanted to request a Mental Health Review Tribunal. She filled in the necessary forms and the waiting game once again was set in motion.
Next, I explored the layout and lie of the land in my new holding centre. I wandered toward the front door and stepped outside to have a smoke. I spoke to a nurse who was receiving nicotine therapy with some of my fellow detainees. I asked him where I was allowed to go, how far into the garden, another concrete themed affair. He looked at me bemused, maybe trying to suss out what my agenda was. He didn’t get it that I just wanted to know where the invisible, but very tangible boundary lay where my freedom stopped.
As before I did not believe that this was actually a mental health ward. The universe was giving me clear and unequivocal signs that I was right. Like the ‘patient’ who had a massive curly-wurly mop of hair, ridiculous hair style for a young guy who was trendily dressed. I was convinced that it was a wig, and I paced after him screaming and shouting in my mind “clown, clown, clown”. Letting ‘them’ know that they could not get one over on me. I became more and more sure that someone or something was ridiculing me and I felt that I was being punished for some reason unknown to me. Perhaps I was being punished for having been a mental health worker myself. Beener spent many a time reassuring me that it wasn’t actually a clown’s wig and that his hair cut was actually in vogue. Hmm a likely tale and god how I wanted to give it a little yank! I managed to resist this temptation.
Now whilst this ward was an open ward and the staff did not have such a strong odor of violence and intimidation about them, it was evidently not going to be an easy task to get out of here unscathed. They were not going to let me hide and do my time peacefully, they wanted to talk to me, analyse me and categorise me. They were on a mission to get me to see that I was ill and diseased, that I was a life time member of the non-normal club and the sooner I started munching long term medication concoctions, the better. I, on the other hand, had quite a different perspective on my predicament. Thankfully the pack was leaderless so they were merely circling their target My consultant was on annual leave so diagnoses and long term treatment plans would have to wait. All decisions were on hold, pending the return of the all knowing Dr Wally, as he alone had the wisdom to determine my future. So, the assaults on my person, took a different form to that of my first incarceration, they were more of an attack on my understanding of myself and my life. They wanted to re-write my book, but I re-resisted and fought with all my might, I was the only author of this tale. You can have me my body, but you cannot have my mind. I will NOT comply.
So time trundled along and I got into the way of life on the ward. The meal-times, where we queued like children at the trolley in the corridor, to sit at cramped tables with our heads down, elbow to elbow. I pushed my food around the plate, looking at the mush before with horror in my eyes. Rubbery, bland cheese and almost stale crackers were the highlight of the meal and the only thing that I could vaguely bear to eat at times. People would bargain and swop with one another, those luminous blocks of cheese were coveted items. The weight was dropping off me and my fellow inmates would try and persuade me to eat, adding things to my plate and bringing me things that they knew I could stomach. Coaxing me gently, showing more skill and empathy than I ever witnessed in a staff member.
I spent a fair amount of time in the smoke room, where we chatted openly and honestly and soothingly with each other away from the beady analysing eyes of the staff - the real therapy room of the ward. I met a great bunch of people in that stinky, dirty, dark smoke-room. When we laughed too much, a member of staff would burst in, fearing that someone was ‘out of control’, but we were just chatting and enjoying one another’s company. I learnt a lot from my friends about which staff should be avoided, who would help you, how to get out of hospital unscathed and how various medications made you feel. I looked around and saw how we had all been taking medication for years that could deaden our eyes at times and made us twitch and on and on. But most of all, I saw how for many, the ‘system’ had stolen from them, cajoling them into losing hope, this is perhaps the most damaging part. I felt outraged.
I remained psychotic and manic, but with time the withdrawal symptoms from effexor diminished enough for me to clearly see, but more importantly to hold onto and understand that the effexor, or rather lack of, had left me in this predicament. It is hard to explain how at exactly the same time I could also think that I was on a spiritual journey and that I had to save the universe from destruction. I saw no contradiction between these beliefs and would flit between the two at the drop of a hat, with ease. The rational self and the fantasy self living peacefully together, working together for self preservation. I knew it was effexor withdrawal for several reasons. Firstly it was my contention that people don’t become psychotic so quickly, I knew myself very well and did not believe that I would not have spotted something. My life was going well, up until two days before I had completely stopped taking the effexor, from 8mg to 0mg in one fell swoop. Secondly, I was physically unwell at the same time, I had an ongoing flu-like thing going on, I was bleeding constantly from down below and I could not eat no appetite and everything tasted bland yuck. My body and mind was battling to find an equilibrium, as it panicked at the loss of the drug. But most of all I knew it was effexor withdrawal because it was so bloody obvious.
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After all the paperwork and induction was completed by the nurse checking me into the slammer, I completed my own set of administrative duties. First up was to phone Beener, to let her know I was banged up again. Of course she was already aware of this fact, and upon hearing my voice she asked me how I was. I replied “not very good actually, I have been sectioned again”. It was apparently in an extremely sarcastic manner, I was livid. I had fought with all my might to get out of the first clinic and only two days later I was incarcerated again. I just wanted to be left alone and for everyone to stop looking at me like that. Next up, I marched to the nurses station to confirm that my consultant was the same psychiatrist that I had seen a few years ago, who I had found to be most condescending and self-absorbed, resulting in me deciding to give up on any hope of useful guidance or advice from mental health services. But here I was again, life on repeat. I vehemently told the nurse that I wanted to request a change in consultant. I then barked that I wanted to request a Mental Health Review Tribunal. She filled in the necessary forms and the waiting game once again was set in motion.
Next, I explored the layout and lie of the land in my new holding centre. I wandered toward the front door and stepped outside to have a smoke. I spoke to a nurse who was receiving nicotine therapy with some of my fellow detainees. I asked him where I was allowed to go, how far into the garden, another concrete themed affair. He looked at me bemused, maybe trying to suss out what my agenda was. He didn’t get it that I just wanted to know where the invisible, but very tangible boundary lay where my freedom stopped.
As before I did not believe that this was actually a mental health ward. The universe was giving me clear and unequivocal signs that I was right. Like the ‘patient’ who had a massive curly-wurly mop of hair, ridiculous hair style for a young guy who was trendily dressed. I was convinced that it was a wig, and I paced after him screaming and shouting in my mind “clown, clown, clown”. Letting ‘them’ know that they could not get one over on me. I became more and more sure that someone or something was ridiculing me and I felt that I was being punished for some reason unknown to me. Perhaps I was being punished for having been a mental health worker myself. Beener spent many a time reassuring me that it wasn’t actually a clown’s wig and that his hair cut was actually in vogue. Hmm a likely tale and god how I wanted to give it a little yank! I managed to resist this temptation.
Now whilst this ward was an open ward and the staff did not have such a strong odor of violence and intimidation about them, it was evidently not going to be an easy task to get out of here unscathed. They were not going to let me hide and do my time peacefully, they wanted to talk to me, analyse me and categorise me. They were on a mission to get me to see that I was ill and diseased, that I was a life time member of the non-normal club and the sooner I started munching long term medication concoctions, the better. I, on the other hand, had quite a different perspective on my predicament. Thankfully the pack was leaderless so they were merely circling their target My consultant was on annual leave so diagnoses and long term treatment plans would have to wait. All decisions were on hold, pending the return of the all knowing Dr Wally, as he alone had the wisdom to determine my future. So, the assaults on my person, took a different form to that of my first incarceration, they were more of an attack on my understanding of myself and my life. They wanted to re-write my book, but I re-resisted and fought with all my might, I was the only author of this tale. You can have me my body, but you cannot have my mind. I will NOT comply.
So time trundled along and I got into the way of life on the ward. The meal-times, where we queued like children at the trolley in the corridor, to sit at cramped tables with our heads down, elbow to elbow. I pushed my food around the plate, looking at the mush before with horror in my eyes. Rubbery, bland cheese and almost stale crackers were the highlight of the meal and the only thing that I could vaguely bear to eat at times. People would bargain and swop with one another, those luminous blocks of cheese were coveted items. The weight was dropping off me and my fellow inmates would try and persuade me to eat, adding things to my plate and bringing me things that they knew I could stomach. Coaxing me gently, showing more skill and empathy than I ever witnessed in a staff member.
I spent a fair amount of time in the smoke room, where we chatted openly and honestly and soothingly with each other away from the beady analysing eyes of the staff - the real therapy room of the ward. I met a great bunch of people in that stinky, dirty, dark smoke-room. When we laughed too much, a member of staff would burst in, fearing that someone was ‘out of control’, but we were just chatting and enjoying one another’s company. I learnt a lot from my friends about which staff should be avoided, who would help you, how to get out of hospital unscathed and how various medications made you feel. I looked around and saw how we had all been taking medication for years that could deaden our eyes at times and made us twitch and on and on. But most of all, I saw how for many, the ‘system’ had stolen from them, cajoling them into losing hope, this is perhaps the most damaging part. I felt outraged.
I remained psychotic and manic, but with time the withdrawal symptoms from effexor diminished enough for me to clearly see, but more importantly to hold onto and understand that the effexor, or rather lack of, had left me in this predicament. It is hard to explain how at exactly the same time I could also think that I was on a spiritual journey and that I had to save the universe from destruction. I saw no contradiction between these beliefs and would flit between the two at the drop of a hat, with ease. The rational self and the fantasy self living peacefully together, working together for self preservation. I knew it was effexor withdrawal for several reasons. Firstly it was my contention that people don’t become psychotic so quickly, I knew myself very well and did not believe that I would not have spotted something. My life was going well, up until two days before I had completely stopped taking the effexor, from 8mg to 0mg in one fell swoop. Secondly, I was physically unwell at the same time, I had an ongoing flu-like thing going on, I was bleeding constantly from down below and I could not eat no appetite and everything tasted bland yuck. My body and mind was battling to find an equilibrium, as it panicked at the loss of the drug. But most of all I knew it was effexor withdrawal because it was so bloody obvious.
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