Yesterday the nurse spotted where I had scratched myself on the arms.
Yesterday I had my share of the room and all my belongings thoroughly searched by two nurses.
Yesterday they took away everything they considered sharp, as well as all phone and laptop chargers.
Yesterday they found my blade as well as a drawstring I had fashioned into a noose.
Yesterday I was put on specials, which means a nurse is within a few metres away from me every minute of the day.
Yesterday they just kept giving me PRN medication; 3 doses of lorazepam and a dose of Seroquel.
Yesterday I also turned 20. Happy birthday to me, huh?