Night Time…

Things were not going well. I was becoming agitated and difficult. I was getting concerned that I was going to fall out of bed and for the first time I was in pain. Then, without any logical explanation, my mind told me that other patients were complaining about me and that the staff were all talking about me.

Time passed very slowly indeed. I didn’t sleep a wink all night. I was vertical again and I could see things in the wall panels. Each panel was a TV monitor showing gang fights over and over again. Then a huge room with all the furniture and curtain in a deep red colour!!


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