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The Safety I Found in My Psych Ward Stay for Bipolar Mania

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I remember walking into the general psychiatric unit in the hospital pajamas, without any of my belongings at all, with one nurse yelling across the nursing station “double certified” while they showed me to my room.

Luckily, I was granted a private room with my own bathroom because I was exposed to COVID-19 at work. I had to wear a mask 24/7, but it was completely worth it.

I remember that first night being taken care of by a registered nurse I actually went to school with. I thought it to be completely inappropriate for him to be my nurse, as I would never do that in my own practice, but I was too sick to complain.

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