6/10/2015

I am tired. Its been months 4/13/15 my mom was discharged from Metro west. They did a miracle of medicine.
I had a women I never met that i always wanted to know. It was a great three weeks and then the medicine stopped working .She became someone I use to know again. That person I ran from and didn't want anything to do with.
I have made so many phone calls to doctors nurses social workers, department of mental health, psychiatrists, secretary, Police stations, I could go on.
time consuming stressful repetitive conversations .

yesterday and today were almost a break point for me.
this is the third hospitalization since my mother has left Natick at Whidden.
A wonderful women at Natick is helping us get my mom a bed to get the support she needs back at Natick and Whidden dropped the ball.

They medicated my mother so much that she was in a wheelchair up until this afternoon. They didnt ask or call me. They do what they want or feel is right when you are sick. Your care is in doctors hands not your own. What about your wants and what you feel is right. Your rights go right out the window. YET when you need help its a fight to get help. Its never a balance of help. you feel so lost and confused in the mess you become as insane as the insane.

I had to call all around this morning to fight to get my mother transferred to the RIGHT place. I am praying that it all falls into place tomorrow and the transfer is done right.  I will have to be on top of it all or who knows. Tomorrow we will see. All i can do is hope and pray.
I am tired.

Mental health system needs more money more support. its sad to see so many lives destroyed.