The three of us (Chris, Anne, and myself) decided I might be better off in rehab (no no no ;) ) where they could help me detox and I wouldn't hurt so bad. Chris had the answering service call shudde and Anne talked to him and he agreed. We drove to Acadia. I just want to mention that throughout this whole ordeal (from may 6th on) every time I was hurting I would close my eyes and count the seconds (sound familiar, Bella swan). So we get to Acadia and nobody can get my blood pressure, I wanted to shove that blood pressure cuff down someone's throat! Finally I talked to a counsler, then to the doctor and everything took FOREVER! Anne told me to get used to it because they don't of anything in your time but their time. That could not be closer to the truth! I finally get admitted and I slept for the first 2 and a half days. So rewind a little... for those of you who have never been there or toured the facility I will drawn a picture and post it so you can see what i'm talking about when I describe my location during this. Centrally located is the nursing station and forming a square around that is 4 "pods" and each pod has 2 bathrooms and 4 bedrooms (except B pod, they only have 1 bathroom because the other one has the washer and dryer, and yes, you had to do your own clothes, no sending home with family members to wash, and they also had the case workers office). Well, the only bed available for me was in D pod (which is also the lockdown pod, I think had I not started here I would not have been so freaked out but it is what it is). Well, I get in there and the first person I "meet" I have known all my life....that's right, a girl I used to play with as a child was in there...and she had been there for like a month. The second person I meet ends up being someone who helped me get through the day. Ok so girl I've know forever we will call TM and the other one we will call ET. So, i'm stuck in this damn pod and the only way out is by knocking on the door and hoping someone lets me out. The reason the pod was locked in the first place is because TM was fighting with people....yeah.....So, night three I cant sleep, probably because I slept so much the first 2 days but mostly because the bed is not comfy at all. So we are hanging out when one of the tech's asks ET if she would like to move and she said no, let Andrea move because my roommate is fine and Andrea's bed sucks. So I move to C pod...Freedom atlast...kinda. So (this is day 4 btw) and I get moved and my poor old roomy A (I don't know her last name) gets stuck with "Sex in the City", I kid you not, that's what we nicknamed her. She came in yelling at the people that brought her in "Bitch, get your hands off me, i'm a celebrity! I was on Sex in the City!", yeah, she's crazy. She came in wearing little bitty shorts and a crop top so they made her wear a hospital gown on top, then, she decided she wanted to wear A's chonies, so A came and asked me if I had extra and thanks to mr. Wilson I did. She also jumped on JT (an older man in a wheelchair) while he was in bed and started beating the crap out of him and he had to throw her off, and when they were having a smoke break went through everyone's room in D pod. By this point ET is regretting letting me move ;). Then the next day we had gone to lunch and when we came back Sex in the City was wearing different clothes and I rmember thinking, "I don't rmember her calling her family for clothes" (it takes hours for them to get you your stuff (it took 8 hours for them to bring me my clothes)), and then I hear behind me "OH HELL NO!" Sex in the city had taking P's clothes. She had on P's bra, chonies, socks, shirt, pans, and shoes!! Once they got the clothes off sex in the city they offered them back to P but she said she just wanted her shoes back. Another time, she took a shower in B pod and came out naked. Then another time she tried to get into with me ( and yall need to understand that me in that place is a me that I didn't know existed. I had to not cry though I hurt constantly and missed my family and my freedom, I had to stay hard and strong, you have to play the game to make it through there!) and that pissed off ET and JT so bad they had to leave groups before they slapped her, but that's ok, i'd of slapped her before she even had chance. She also got into with TA, and TA hadn't raised her voice the whole time we were there. In fact, she had pissed everyone off soooo much, we all went to group and when she walked in, we all left, and the counsler said in 7 years she has never seen that happen. What else happened? Oh, there was this girl there that was 18 so she had to be with the adults but she was VERY immature. She told people she had an 8 year old and that she was married. She couldn't keep her lies straight. Well, she decided to throw a fit, and it was the wrong day because they had been putting up with TM and sex in the city, they threw her happy ass in D pod! They gave her 3 ABT shots (Ativan, benedryl, thorazine, look it up) and she was still yelling and hitting windows! Then she passed out and we forgot about her for 2 days lol. It got to where for fun me and my "celly" J dragged chairs to the hallway to watch the action in D pod, lol, how sad. I stayed in that hell hole for a week. The first three days were great but after that I was ready to go. I signed myself in but I couldn't sign myself out because they could and would get a court order to keep you there longer, that's what happened TA and I asked the Dr. and he said yes, they would do that. That place scared me so much that when I got out I was scared someone from acadia would come to my house and tell me they made a mistake and drag my butt back. All in all it was a good expirence because it showed me how strong I am. I made it a week in hell with no family. I try not to think about what happened there or even being there. I decided to tell yall this because I want yall to know how strong and how weak I can be. Alright, I have laundry to do, see yall later.
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