I went to my ward round expecting to be discharged but the consultant wouldn’t let me leave. He said I was dissociated and disconnected and I was speaking very slowly and I admitted I had stockpiled my meds to take a big overdose.
So here I am, on Christmas Eve in hospital. I wouldn’t be seeing my babies today anyway but it still sucks. I’m getting leave to go to my dads house tomorrow where my babies will be so at least I can have a proper Christmas Day.
I lost in court on Thursday, social services turned up and sabotaged my access so instead of 3 full days per week I’m now only allowed 4 hours twice a week. This has set me back massively.
Merry Christmas everyone, I hope you and your families all have a good one xx