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Well Mrs Titanic didnt dissapoint last night- oh no! A new nutty, pleasant smiling during the day sweet nodding and blinking at all passers moves into the bed diagonally opposite from me.
Lulling me into a false sense of security Mrs Blinky is wide awake all evening as Mrs Titantic softly snores. Softly snoring from 7-11.30 pm is not a good thing as it means she will be off on one like the night before, how wrong was I!
It was much much more lively than that!
The witching hour descends at about 11pm when the nurses turn out the lights. Mrs Blinky shouts "ELLLLO! ELLO!" for a while. NO one answers and I think this is good she will give up in a minute and get some kip- the nurse comes in "Mrs Blinky it is sleep time, you are keeping all the ladies awake now settle yourself into bed- Are you tired?"
"NO! Im not tired at all lovey!" "Its going to be one of those nights..." Mutters the nurse.
In fact I look over to Mrs Blinky in the darkness and to my horror I recognise her! She is the one patient who ended up in the car park in her nighty at 3am last time I was in here!!!
She seems to settle and Im just dozing off when, "'ave you got Wilf in yet?" from Mrs Titanics bed.
"Hello! ELLO!" replied mrs Blinky.
(Oh nooooooooooo I grown the nutties are talking to eachother! AAAAAARGH!)
"Are you out side yet?"
"Nearly!"
"Im talking to laura. will you please get the door?"
"I'm doing me best!"
"COME ON LETS GO!"
It is nearly 3.45 am and I am about to murder 2 nutty old bags who are shouting at each other. Even oramorph has not blocked it out. I start to wonder if "helping" them out of the door of desire would be so wrong even if it is 5 storeys off the tarmac below.
At 4am I decide to text my everything I hear and this is the result.
"Good night? My husband is not here and I am tired. I think its time to go out the door! Come on girls lets go open the door please. Now! Off you go. Dont want to see you, the police are coming. Oh please go. Now go run!"
"Im so tired!" (go to sleep then for pity's sake PLEASE I mumble)
"Im ringing my mum, she might be dead though! Don't send the police its only me, my little girls and I'm doing me best- come on lil' darling"
"Dont be nasty. Please just go out. "
"I promise we are leaving. Lets get out of here lil."
"Are you there hello? Shut the door I am off to work! Come on!"
" Hello! I'm coming. I'm trying! Dawn! Will you help me? Get a bucket and hurry I will have to get on it as I havent got one to piss in!- well! You will just have to build be a bucket holder I'm dying for a pee!"
Thankfully all goes quiet for a while and I realise that Mrs Blinky has gone off on her wanders and the nurses are frantically looking for her. Apparently they found her after ringing security playing in the lifts.
She didn't come back into our ward, Im afraid I didnt weep many tears as I have grown rather fond of Mrs Titanic (especially for saying what all patients have longed to say to doctors trying to get bloods from you in the middle of the night) and didnt like hearing her stressed by Mrs Blinky threatening her with the police. I tell Mrs Titanic softly that she is safe in her bed, no police are coming and lil and her are safe, snuggly in her bed. Mrs Titanic doses off as the sun comes through the window.
It makes me gulp some tears as that is what I have spent so many nights telling my middle daughter to try and settle her. I wonder how she is getting on in her therapeutic community tonight and then I drift off myself.
Well Mrs Titanic didnt dissapoint last night- oh no! A new nutty, pleasant smiling during the day sweet nodding and blinking at all passers moves into the bed diagonally opposite from me.
Lulling me into a false sense of security Mrs Blinky is wide awake all evening as Mrs Titantic softly snores. Softly snoring from 7-11.30 pm is not a good thing as it means she will be off on one like the night before, how wrong was I!
It was much much more lively than that!
The witching hour descends at about 11pm when the nurses turn out the lights. Mrs Blinky shouts "ELLLLO! ELLO!" for a while. NO one answers and I think this is good she will give up in a minute and get some kip- the nurse comes in "Mrs Blinky it is sleep time, you are keeping all the ladies awake now settle yourself into bed- Are you tired?"
"NO! Im not tired at all lovey!" "Its going to be one of those nights..." Mutters the nurse.
In fact I look over to Mrs Blinky in the darkness and to my horror I recognise her! She is the one patient who ended up in the car park in her nighty at 3am last time I was in here!!!
She seems to settle and Im just dozing off when, "'ave you got Wilf in yet?" from Mrs Titanics bed.
"Hello! ELLO!" replied mrs Blinky.
(Oh nooooooooooo I grown the nutties are talking to eachother! AAAAAARGH!)
"Are you out side yet?"
"Nearly!"
"Im talking to laura. will you please get the door?"
"I'm doing me best!"
"COME ON LETS GO!"
It is nearly 3.45 am and I am about to murder 2 nutty old bags who are shouting at each other. Even oramorph has not blocked it out. I start to wonder if "helping" them out of the door of desire would be so wrong even if it is 5 storeys off the tarmac below.
At 4am I decide to text my everything I hear and this is the result.
"Good night? My husband is not here and I am tired. I think its time to go out the door! Come on girls lets go open the door please. Now! Off you go. Dont want to see you, the police are coming. Oh please go. Now go run!"
"Im so tired!" (go to sleep then for pity's sake PLEASE I mumble)
"Im ringing my mum, she might be dead though! Don't send the police its only me, my little girls and I'm doing me best- come on lil' darling"
"Dont be nasty. Please just go out. "
"I promise we are leaving. Lets get out of here lil."
"Are you there hello? Shut the door I am off to work! Come on!"
" Hello! I'm coming. I'm trying! Dawn! Will you help me? Get a bucket and hurry I will have to get on it as I havent got one to piss in!- well! You will just have to build be a bucket holder I'm dying for a pee!"
Thankfully all goes quiet for a while and I realise that Mrs Blinky has gone off on her wanders and the nurses are frantically looking for her. Apparently they found her after ringing security playing in the lifts.
She didn't come back into our ward, Im afraid I didnt weep many tears as I have grown rather fond of Mrs Titanic (especially for saying what all patients have longed to say to doctors trying to get bloods from you in the middle of the night) and didnt like hearing her stressed by Mrs Blinky threatening her with the police. I tell Mrs Titanic softly that she is safe in her bed, no police are coming and lil and her are safe, snuggly in her bed. Mrs Titanic doses off as the sun comes through the window.
It makes me gulp some tears as that is what I have spent so many nights telling my middle daughter to try and settle her. I wonder how she is getting on in her therapeutic community tonight and then I drift off myself.
Lulling me into a false sense of security Mrs Blinky is wide awake all evening as Mrs Titantic softly snores. Softly snoring from 7-11.30 pm is not a good thing as it means she will be off on one like the night before, how wrong was I!
It was much much more lively than that!
The witching hour descends at about 11pm when the nurses turn out the lights. Mrs Blinky shouts "ELLLLO! ELLO!" for a while. NO one answers and I think this is good she will give up in a minute and get some kip- the nurse comes in "Mrs Blinky it is sleep time, you are keeping all the ladies awake now settle yourself into bed- Are you tired?"
"NO! Im not tired at all lovey!" "Its going to be one of those nights..." Mutters the nurse.
In fact I look over to Mrs Blinky in the darkness and to my horror I recognise her! She is the one patient who ended up in the car park in her nighty at 3am last time I was in here!!!
She seems to settle and Im just dozing off when, "'ave you got Wilf in yet?" from Mrs Titanics bed.
"Hello! ELLO!" replied mrs Blinky.
(Oh nooooooooooo I grown the nutties are talking to eachother! AAAAAARGH!)
"Are you out side yet?"
"Nearly!"
"Im talking to laura. will you please get the door?"
"I'm doing me best!"
"COME ON LETS GO!"
It is nearly 3.45 am and I am about to murder 2 nutty old bags who are shouting at each other. Even oramorph has not blocked it out. I start to wonder if "helping" them out of the door of desire would be so wrong even if it is 5 storeys off the tarmac below.
At 4am I decide to text my everything I hear and this is the result.
"Good night? My husband is not here and I am tired. I think its time to go out the door! Come on girls lets go open the door please. Now! Off you go. Dont want to see you, the police are coming. Oh please go. Now go run!"
"Im so tired!" (go to sleep then for pity's sake PLEASE I mumble)
"Im ringing my mum, she might be dead though! Don't send the police its only me, my little girls and I'm doing me best- come on lil' darling"
"Dont be nasty. Please just go out. "
"I promise we are leaving. Lets get out of here lil."
"Are you there hello? Shut the door I am off to work! Come on!"
" Hello! I'm coming. I'm trying! Dawn! Will you help me? Get a bucket and hurry I will have to get on it as I havent got one to piss in!- well! You will just have to build be a bucket holder I'm dying for a pee!"
Thankfully all goes quiet for a while and I realise that Mrs Blinky has gone off on her wanders and the nurses are frantically looking for her. Apparently they found her after ringing security playing in the lifts.
She didn't come back into our ward, Im afraid I didnt weep many tears as I have grown rather fond of Mrs Titanic (especially for saying what all patients have longed to say to doctors trying to get bloods from you in the middle of the night) and didnt like hearing her stressed by Mrs Blinky threatening her with the police. I tell Mrs Titanic softly that she is safe in her bed, no police are coming and lil and her are safe, snuggly in her bed. Mrs Titanic doses off as the sun comes through the window.
It makes me gulp some tears as that is what I have spent so many nights telling my middle daughter to try and settle her. I wonder how she is getting on in her therapeutic community tonight and then I drift off myself.
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Doctors,
HELLO,
Mrs Blinky,
Mrs Titanic,
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