orange_boy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} orange_boy) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} madisonvalley,@ 2018-04-16 19:28:00 |
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What: Talking about the car crash and stuff
When: Monday
Where: The Clinic
Warnings: Talk of mental illness, possible self-harm
Status: Closed, Ongoing
It was almost 24 hours since Ian had driven the truck into the dome. The sedation they'd given him was wearing off, but he still felt like he had oatmeal in his brain. It was hard to concentrate on anything for long. They'd done their scans and put his arm in a cast, and now they were keeping him there "for observation" but Ian knew it was a psych hold. A single car accident screamed suicide attempt, and although Ian hadn't actually been trying to kill himself, he hadn't exactly been willing or able to give a good explanation for what had happened.
It was probably for the best anyway. He wasn't sure he still had a home to go to anyway. He'd taken John's truck without permission and crashed it. He didn't know how badly it was damaged, but he knew it was at least bad enough for the air bags to go off, based on the bruises on his face.
So he sat there, with his oatmeal brain, trying to figure out what the heck he was going to do when he got out of here. If he got out of here. Because who could blame them for keeping him here when he was clearly losing his mind.