Ian kindly offered to give me a lift to see Sam in the Eating Disorder Unit. He drove me there and back. It was really nice of him. It was a bit of an awkward journey, as I am not a very talkative person. I guess it was okay, he didn’t boot me out of his car because of boredom. lol. I think I was more talkative on the way back.
Anyway, it was good seeing Sam as usual, but before I even stepped into the unit the nurse was being a bitch, saying I was supposed to come during visiting hours. It didn’t stop me last time, especially as I am coming from London. Sam did tell the morning staff, but obviously it wasn’t clear to the afternoon staff.
Sam was okay on the front, but obviously annoyed at patients and staff being dicks. She was fuming about a reply letter she received from complaints department. She was pretty much destroyed by it, and didn’t want to live in the same place, which is understandable. It pretty much read that she was attention seeking and a liar, even though her Mum and Police did give complaints also, but they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
I gave her loads of presents as I was in hypomania mode, so bought her tons. I hope they have cheered her up. I usually don’t spend much money. I used to ask her what the fuck she spends it on, lol.
Sam is also pleased to be moving where her EDU is, and is pleased not to deal with her current team, as they have messed her about a lot! She has also has a place in supported housing.
Just before I went home, I needed the piss, but the staff locked the doors to the toilets as it was supper time .. so I was busting for the piss. Ended up having to wait until Ian and I got to motorway services.
When I got home sister ended up talking about holidays for 2 hours. We ended up booking a UK holiday to Center Parcs for a few days. Woop.
Nothing exciting as usual lol.
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