Yesterday afternoon we got a call and by evening J was admitted to one of the local wards. Despite my reservations about this particular unit, after the possibility of being sent too far from home, it feels like she’s landed on her feet. Some of the local wards have really old dorms and shared facilities, but in this ward she gets her own room with ensuite shower/loo, which helps her OCD and anxiety in general. I was pretty surprised when she arrived, they were already talking about care plans (and even wanted my input!). Naturally there’s the odd hiccup when it comes to acquiring the right medications, but hopefully this stay will have a less bumpy start than others have.
Phew.
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