Well, That’s Different

We had a saying when I lived in Minnesota (Minnesotans being the masters of understatement).

Well, that’s different.

This declaration is reserved for things like two-headed chickens or grown men rollerblading down the sidewalk in neon-orange short-shorts.  It slipped out of my mouth today—a knee-jerk reaction, I guess.  My closet Scandahoovian jumps out at odd times.

And it has been an odd week in Lake Wobegon.  I was in trouble, and finally admitted it.  My illness had rolled over me, and I couldn’t cope by myself anymore.  So, on Monday I put a call into my therapist, saying it was time to check into the hospital—preferably the day program I attended three years ago.  I waited all day for her to call back, white-knuckling the panic and galloping moods.  For distraction, I rented the first season of Downton Abbey and watched it all.  By 8:00, I gave up and went to bed.

My therapist called while I slept.  Her message was breathy, fractured.  She said she’d call on Tuesday at 11:00.  Tuesday came and went.  So did Season Two of Downton Abbey.  I didn’t know what to think.  My clinic is usually prompt in responding to distress.  I decided it must have burned down or my therapist eaten by zombies.  It’s hard to be charitable while chewing the walls.

This morning I wondered if I could call the hospital myself.  Medical protocol is weird—referrals, chain of command, secrecy and double-sided red tape.  You need a law degree and fluent Klingon to really figure it out.  But, I thought it was worth a try.  The guy who answered at the Help Desk told me to come in.  No problem.

Huh.

I was proud of myself for bypassing the loud absence of my clinic, but also wondered why I had to do that.  I drove the hour to the hospital and gave an honest interview.  The nurse was friendly and concerned.  “You need to be here,” he said.

But I have to wait for the Day Program to call with an opening.  “Probably tomorrow,” the nurse told me.  But it’s 11:00 and still no call.  I’m beginning to think there’s an alien telephone virus infecting all mental health lines.  Or it’s a test.  Lay on the bed.  Breathe.  Wait.  And find a TV series to watch that’s longer than two seasons.

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18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Moss Piglet
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 04:42:11

    Poor you…if you were here I would take you for a walk in the grounds of Downton Abbey, and a delicious tour of the house…just half an hour’s drive from my wee hoose. I will be posting you a copy of ‘Lady Almina and the Real Downton Abbey, The Lost Legacy of Highclere Castle’ signed by the author, the current Countess of Carnarvon.
    Need another TV series to watch…HAS TO BE FATHER TED!!! xxx

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  2. Snoring Dog Studio
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 07:39:02

    I’m sorry you had to go through that. It’s really unforgivable of the therapist to not call. I pray that you’ll get the break you need to recover your center. I’m a big Amazon Prime fan – I can recommend these: Fringe, In Plain Sight, Doc Martin – for a start. Doc Martin is especially delightful and is far more than two seasons.

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  3. Michelle at The Green Study
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 09:54:44

    Hang in there. I haven’t caught the Downton Abbey fever, but I tend to be immune to anything that’s popular in the moment. Minnesotans ARE the masters of understatement! I’ve lived in Minnesota for 14 years and now I find myself saying things like “it could be worse” in the face of catastrophe.

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  4. rachelmiller1511
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 10:52:53

    Sorry to hear you’re not well at the moment. I must admit I enjoyed your humour though! What did you think of Downton- I enjoy it. There’s a Christmas Special and third season out on DVD. Father Ted is ace- but not everyone’s cup of tea. It’s about an Irish priest who lives on a remote island- he’s so unreligious it’s hilarious.
    Game of Thrones is great too- but only two series on DVD. ;). Going back into the archives you could try CSI, Heroes, Lost (goes on forever) or 24 which has loads of series!

    Hope you get to your day centre soon. I went to one once, it was the best care I’ve ever had on the NHS.

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  5. pegoleg
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 12:25:53

    That IS different, and pretty unbelievable that your therapist would be so…casual about this. I hope you are in and getting help as I type this.

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  6. Littlesundog
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 19:19:13

    How strange that no one seems to follow up on this? I find it very unprofessional to forget someone and just drop the ball when a request for help has been made. I do hope you get a call soon, and that you’re able to “maintain” until then.

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  7. Hope Happens
    Apr 25, 2013 @ 20:36:54

    Really proud of you – I know it’s taxing, but you are pursuing what you need to. Take care.

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  8. Evolution of X
    Apr 26, 2013 @ 07:50:29

    I’ve been away from the blog world. I’m so sorry to hear you’re having such a rough time. I hope you hear from someone soon. (In the mean time, I think you’ll enjoy Doc Martin. My partner and I watched it recently and loved it – lots of quirky British characters. Fun stuff.)

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    • Sandy Sue
      Apr 26, 2013 @ 09:56:15

      I’m on my way to the video store and will ask. They’re BBC-poor, so it may be a lost cause. If so, I’m thinking Heroes or Lost or maybe The Office for something lighter.

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  9. brennagee
    Apr 26, 2013 @ 08:14:25

    I live outside Minneapolis so I get the Minnesootan references. 🙂 Nice chuckles in it for me.
    I am also in the middle of season 2 of Downton Abbey. It’s my reward at night if I get my other crap done. 😉
    As I read your post, my first thought was that the ‘loud absence’ was a test. Hope you you find peace at the hospital or with Lord Grantham and gang.

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    • Sandy Sue
      Apr 26, 2013 @ 09:52:51

      That test business did cross my mind, too. I’m not liking where that thought leads, so I’m open to other interpretations if you care to share.
      And aren’t Thomas and O’Brien stinkers! I’m wondering if one of them killed Mrs. Bates. Hmmm.

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