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Okay, here's the deal. One and a half hours from now, A is going to drive me to a hospital. There's no guarantee I'll get in. If I don't, I'll probably be back to complain about it later. If I do, I'll be gone for a while.
I have tried to set up a LoudTwitter account so a daily summary of my tweets would be posted here (of which there won't be that many while I'm away from home), but for some reason it refused to work. Now it's too late. So if anyone wants to know how I'm doing, your safest bet is my Twitter account. Comments will probably be noticed as I have instructed Gmail to always mark them as important so they appear at the top of the page, but I cannot reply to any actual emails. I've tried.
Of course, this is all based on the assumption that I'll be able to regularly leave the building in order to use my phone - or better, that they're not even forbidden in the psych ward. I hope I'm right about at least one of these.
There should also be a computer at which you can go online for a fee (unless they've removed it because they assume everyone has a netbook or laptop now, which I doubt), but I won't do that often. Maybe once a week, if that. And I don't know how long I'm going to stay in the first place. If they even let me in.
I'll start packing some basics now and if I still have enough time after that, I might even stop by the clothing discounter in town to make an emergency purchase. Oh, and the grocery for snack food. I hope that works out.
So this is my last post before I leave, or try to leave, as it were. I'm starting to get a bit nervous, but mostly it doesn't feel real. I don't really know what else to say and I need to hurry. Goodbye then. I hope something useful comes of this.
I have tried to set up a LoudTwitter account so a daily summary of my tweets would be posted here (of which there won't be that many while I'm away from home), but for some reason it refused to work. Now it's too late. So if anyone wants to know how I'm doing, your safest bet is my Twitter account. Comments will probably be noticed as I have instructed Gmail to always mark them as important so they appear at the top of the page, but I cannot reply to any actual emails. I've tried.
Of course, this is all based on the assumption that I'll be able to regularly leave the building in order to use my phone - or better, that they're not even forbidden in the psych ward. I hope I'm right about at least one of these.
There should also be a computer at which you can go online for a fee (unless they've removed it because they assume everyone has a netbook or laptop now, which I doubt), but I won't do that often. Maybe once a week, if that. And I don't know how long I'm going to stay in the first place. If they even let me in.
I'll start packing some basics now and if I still have enough time after that, I might even stop by the clothing discounter in town to make an emergency purchase. Oh, and the grocery for snack food. I hope that works out.
So this is my last post before I leave, or try to leave, as it were. I'm starting to get a bit nervous, but mostly it doesn't feel real. I don't really know what else to say and I need to hurry. Goodbye then. I hope something useful comes of this.
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