psychosis, is what the doctor called it. but she's not in pain, just scared. they put her on some medication, but i don't trust medicine. maybe that's cliche? but messing with your brain's chemicals doesn't really seem like the greatest of ideas. at least roger is a nice guy. but they did tell her to hide in the closet for an hour...and she did. supposedly. in the the hospital. where the nurses were "paid" to poison her and she was rooming with a black alzheimers woman from amarillo, texas. lily. i spent quite a bit of time in the hospital, which is always depressing. the lights are horrible, that fluorescent buzzing and the horrible pastel colors of everything, its just so ugly.
thats enough for now, i've been talking about it so much it's hard to remember what i've told everyone. either way, she's lost control! or she's just enjoying her ripe old age of 88? i'm not sure.
this is what you get when you google psychosis:
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