What else happened today…

Wow, what a mess!  After I wrote both an e-message (via a webportal our doctor has) and printed and sent a copy on paper to our doctor, I told Laurie what I’d done.  Then I lay down for a nap, sooner or later.  I fully expected her to call the doctor with some excuse not to listen to me.  That wouldn’t have surprised me.

I had a surprise in store.

Godson Michael woke me up, telling me that my wife was on the phone, trying to have me committed.  K, before just launching into a tirade, I checked HER login on the webportal, and I saw that she had apologized to the doctor’s office for my "having brought them in on my psychotic episode"  and how I’m paranoid not only about narcotics but ALL meds.  

I was ready for a divorce when we had our confrontation.  I told her, "I am NOT Tiffany, so don’t pull any of Eddie’s shit on me!"  Can’t have your way so you try to commit me?  Not likely.  I told her that when I get my financial aid money, I’d send her back to California.  Then, I told her if she succeeded in having me hospitalized to avoid her issue, wait and see how well she can manage this household without me.  I’d move out.  

Time has calmed me down some.  I THINK I understand why she did that.  It seems it was driven by a terror of losing her meds, no matter the cost to anyone or anything else.  She actually called the doctor’s office and apologized for lying to them, and now we’re looking into treatment options.  There may be a local organization that can help, now we find out.