Jun 29, 2004 08:04
she was still agitated when I got there. my grandfather and my mum's best friend were at the hospital and she was asking for me so they let me in. she's just so sick of being out of her own control. I think her condition is psychological but the rest of my family seems convinced she's got something going on in her brain and that maybe there's a tumor or something and they were going to run a CT scan on her. she didn't want to see my dad when she was with me and she'd said he wasn't supposed to be home till today but he showed up and freaked when they wouldn't let him in to see her. I had to go down and tell my family something to keep him out so I didn't make it personal.
she was talking about money and pills and death and how she grabbed her specialist by the throat and was restrained by 4 people. my 120 lb wraith of a mother grabbing somebody by the throat. she wanted off the meds apparently she'd been throwing them around her observation room. she was so worried about my grandmother going through her things she wanted me to go back and get her purse. she wanted to talk to my aunt and while I went to bring her up she tried to leave her room and they called security on her. I came back and this security guy was trying to get her back into her bed.
I went off to my grandmother's place where I got into a fight on the phone with my sister. she's coming to town this morning and I'm sure that's going to mean more fighting.
I came back and by that time they'd let my dad in and he was in with her and the psych resident and I wasn't allowed back so I dropped off her bag and left. my aunt had already been in a fight with my grandfather because she said something negative about how my dad was being a prick and trying to push the staff around to get to his wife. he's so used to being able to control every single situation and person that being told she didn't want anybody but me back there made him crazy. he was almost thrown out when I told the family she wasn't ready for anybody yet.
they told me last night she'd been admitted for 72 hours of observation but when I went to leave her purse my dad didn't seeem to think that was the case. he was talking about maybe her not being admitted but I think that's his wishful thinking and trying to be on top of things he has no control over. I want her there and not with any of my family trying to control her because I don't think they understand that this lack of control is a MASSIVE contribution to what got her there in the first place.