Well I am sitting in my hospital room in Brisbane having completed 9 of my planned 12 ECT treatments. I'm doing really quite well and can't wait to be heading home. I've had several meetings with my hospital psych and he's also quite happy with how things are going. We are seriously hoping that I will get at least 6 months out of the 12 treatments of ECT, so that I can complete my university semester before I need to return for more treatments.
I'm really missing my fiance at the moment... It's so much harder when he isn't here beside me, and there's quite a lot of ***** going down at the moment here in hospital. We have a guy who (if he had been any other patient) would have been asked to leave due to his behaviour, plus one of the hospital psychiatrists has been repeatedly falling asleep on one of his patients and is acting in a provocative manner... There are other patients that are constantly triggering other patients and some not very nice things happening.
There have been a lot of changes in this hospital here since I've arrived. For instance, we are now all supposed to wear the tag bracelet stating our name, address and so forth all the time (instead of just for ECT). The majority of us aren't wearing ours... The hours that the smoking area is opened, and where in the smoking courtyard we are able to smoke have also been changed. Thankfully it hasn't been raining full time over the last week or so - although it's still tending to rain more than it stays dry.
The most annoying thing about this place is the constant supply of chicken for our meals. Chicken or fish are about all our choices most of the time. You might think that you like chicken or fish, but when that is all you have to choose from all day long, every day, it becomes unbearable.
Although I'm doing fairly well in terms of my ECT treatment and the changes it has made for my depression, I'm now beginning to have severe trouble sleeping at night. The last few days I've been not falling asleep until 04:30 or 05:00 in the morning. This is becoming extremely frustrating, so I might have to speak to my in-hospital doctor early in the coming week about adding some "sleep meds".
I'm really missing my home and can't wait until I'm heading back there again. I miss my boy so much.... I just wish that he was here to lie down with me and to just be with me. *sigh* At least I talk to him several times a day.
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