I woke up early this morning and called my daughter to make arrangements to move back to Las Vegas and live with my niece and her boyfriend until I can get back on my feet. After ending my phone call I was told that breakfast had arrived on the unit. I walked down to the food cart and picked up my tray and walked back to my room. I didn't know anyone as yet and I like to avoid drama. I had a breakfast of 2 scrambled eggs, wheat toast, grapes, yogurt, and Pepsi. I was happy to discover that this hospital had great food, better than some restaurants I had eaten at.
After breakfast, I called my best friend (CH) and discussed coming back to my previous job in medical scheduling. She said she would do everything she could to help me get rehired. During this call the psychiatrist that had been assigned to my case arrived, her name is Jasmine. She is unbelievably kind and compassionate. She runs through the usual routine of questions: do you feel like hurting yourself, how are you sleeping, how is your mood. Jasmine explained to me that I experienced a psychotic break and I had been diagnosed with:
1. Major Depressive Disorder, recurrent severe without psychotic features.2. Generalized Anxiety Disorder3. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder; Chronic
Jasmine also increased my dose of Lexapro to 20mg and discontinued Ambien and placed me on Trazodone and Prazosin to sleep. After Jasmine left I met my Social Worker Kayla. After signing some forms for her she left the room.
Lunch had arrived on the unit, again I walked down and got my tray, and retreated into my room to eat in quiet. After lunch, I laid down for a nap. I was awakened when dinner was served. After dinner, I took a shower, changed clothes, and laid in my bed. After evening meds arrived I went to bed.
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