Ivy Berry
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My doctor had called the hospital ahead of time so they expected me. I was put into a room where a crisis counselor spoke to me. I told him that I didn’t feel anything. When he left, an ER Doctor came in to talk to me. I told him the same things I had told the counselor. I waited another half hour after the ER Doctor left then I told my sister that I wanted to leave. I didn’t feel like hanging around the hospital anymore. She knew that I shouldn’t leave in the condition I was in so she went to talk to the ER Doctor. The Doctor then handed me a piece of paper. I didn’t even bother to read it. I didn’t care what it said I just wanted to leave. I saw the crisis counselor in the hall so I asked him if I could go now. I showed him what the Doctor gave me and he sat me back down in the crisis room. I hadn’t really noticed a security guard standing beside me. The counselor told me that the piece of paper meant that I surrendered my rights to leave and that I was going to be admitted. I just didn’t care anymore. They put me in the room beside the security guards office so they could keep an eye on me. My sister had to leave to pick up my kids from school and then pick my husband up at the GO Station. She explained everything to them then had to take my husband to my Doctors office to pick up my car.
My name Is Ivy-Leanne Berry. I was born In Etobicoke, Ontario, Canada on Sunday, March 13, 1960.
I am now 47 years old and writing my first book. I don't know what has possessed me to write this book, but here it is.
I have so many thoughts racing through my mind that I have to put it in writing.
I hope you enjoy this book and hopefully it will touch someone's life in a positive way. I also hope it helps a family or family member's to understand the diagnosis of Bi-polar (also known as Manic Depression).
We are not crazy, just a little different.
There is a difference.
Chapter 14: Living With Bi-Polar
June 30, 2004 – Again today, I was hearing the TV turned up loud. This is about 8:30 in the morning. Earlier I heard music turned up loud too. Both of my children are still asleep and Ian had left for work. I am starting to hear familiar voices talking to me and asking me questions again. Ian in particular, even though I have heard my daughter’s and sisters as well.
Last time I saw my Doctor he had said to me “oh, that’s just your bi-polar”. All this time I thought I was just suffering from depression. I didn’t know I had already been diagnosed as bi-polar. So there it was I am Bi-Polar.
July 1, 2004 – Apparently I was sleep walking again. The girl’s said I came downstairs at 1:30 in the morning (yes they were still awake) and I asked them to go to bed. My oldest said I was whimpering or crying (she couldn’t tell) then I walked right into the banister and went back upstairs to bed. I don’t remember doing any of this. I also don’t remember having any dreams since being put on medication but one night I woke up frightened because in my dream I was being lowered on a ladder into the ocean with a shark below me. I was told to keep climbing the ladder to avoid the shark but the rigging broke on the ship and it sent me and the ladder down into the ocean. I didn’t even have any diving gear or oxygen tank on.
