Today was graduation day for a lot of folks out of mental health court. All the counselors were lined up, the judge stood behind a podium and handed out certificates. I wish I was joking. Before that one of the counselors gave a speech. Folks were nodding their heads with mhm’s and amen’s and tears. Lots of tears! I feel so out of place. Skip the details but one gal truly turned her life around that family is talking to her again after 18 years of addiction.
Hour later…they finally started calling cases up to go before the judge. Hour and fifteen minutes later I’m finally called up. My counselor said I need to be put in inpatient. Great great great…
There is a free one but getting in is a waiting process. Lemme see if I can talk my way out of this, if not I’m going in for…30?…days. I’ll find out.
Between the last of the antibiotics and salt water swishes my teeth are feeling loads better.