So you may have noticed a certain, well, incident that I managed to chronicle on my twitter. That's what I'm calling it. The incident. Because "the Episode" is already taken. Man, I need to think up new nouns.
Anyway, here's what happened: apparently, there was a mix-up somewhere and some of the meds I received weren't mine. The combination of meds had the adverse affect of making me have crazy hallucinations.
The good news is that it's passed and I didn't do any major harm to myself or others (well, Doc says I hit some orderlies, but nothing too serious). The bad news is that Doc says it may have reversed some of the progress I was making - apparently, I began to talk about Derek while under the influence of the bad meds and he thinks that's a sign that I still believe.
It's not true. I mean, I understand why, but I was having crazy, crazy hallucinations. Of course I would hallucinate Derek. But the truth, which I know, is that I do not and have never had a brother.
Anyway, here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.