A new week....

You know, me and some of the other girls were talking the other day, about how each day goes by SO slow, but the weeks actually fly by. I hope so, cause it's only Monday, and so far it seems like it'll be FOREVER till the weekend. Some people probably think that places like this are pretty relaxing, like "summer camp" as some have said. But I am probably more busy here than I am at home. We're going from one thing to another from 8am (actually, I usually wake up at like 6:30 to get ready, have vitals taken, take meds, etc.) till about 7pm, with usually only one break (which most of us have deemed "naptime"). I am tired at the end of the day!

I've had a few changes happen, most exciting, I think is....drumroll please....I'M TOTALLY OUT OF THE WHEELCHAIR!!!! I'm very excited if you couldn't tell :-). I didn't get off in time to go to the outing on Saturday, or church on Sunday, but hopefully next week. Today I was also technically moved up to the Residential level of treatment. I say technically because, while they are having to put me on that level because my insurance company is getting antsy, practically, not much has changed. They said that I'm really not in the place where I should be moved along, and they worked it out so that not much is different besides the title. I'll still be living on the same unit, and will wait to move to the more supervised place. Technically I am eligible to go out on passes (alone, or with other patients), but those have to be approved by the treatment team, and I doubt that right now they would be. It does kind of concern me, because I'm afraid that if insurance wants to move me along so quickly, and do the same through the other levels, and push me out before I'm ready. I guess I'll just have to hope and pray that it doesn't happen that way.

While Sunday was pretty hard, it being Easter, and being away, not even able to go to church with the other girls, I did get a visitor. It was kind of an interesting situation. I had never actually met this girl before, I don't really know her. We connected through an online alumni group for Remuda, the last treatment center I was in. She used to live in Tulsa, and doesn't now, but she was in town for the weekend. So she offered to come visit me. It was really nice, good to see someone from "the outside", even if I hadn't previously known her. That was a bright spot in an otherwise pretty difficult weekend.

I've been sleeping better the last few days, the doctor FINALLY perscribed me some sleeping pills. They do have some side effects, but hopefully those will go away eventually. Sleep is good...I enjoy it :-)