December 26, 2019
• (Part 1)
I was brought to the Lakeshore General Hospital ER on Sunday, December 15th by my caring and kind neighbour, Ray, and spent 3 days in the corridor waiting for a bed to become available in the psychiatric ward, or as it’s known internally, “4 North”. I was breaking down every day, several times a day. I needed help. But as you'll see, I didn't get help; the *help* only made matters worse.