Just got out of a six-day hospital stay yesterday. got escorted by the police to the ER on Wednesday night (it wasnt an emergency requiring an ambulance, but i couldnt drive in the snow to the ER, either)... 8 hours later, of which I remember very little, I was admitted to a nearby facility and given a bed.

I stayed until yesterday afternoon. I had a really bad reaction to some meds I was on and in the hospital they fucked up my meds again before getting me off the bad stuff. I'm still having trouble sleeping and I got some gluten from the hospital cafeteria and got fucked up from that a bit too. My mom and sis visited but I didnt have access to my cell or internet the whole time I was there.

I'm better now, living w/ my mom for a week or two while I recover and get some follow up from specialists.

I started doing art again in the hospital (mama and sis brought me crayon and paper) and I am trying to get back into acrylics, watercolors, and digital art. it's my best coping skill w/ physical pain and mental stress that I've got. . . .