My Time As Doctor House MD

In 2012 i got isolated from the unit. I have read my journal about this and my journal was taken away from me by doctors and law to say that it was danger for my life reading my journal.

And here goes the story wrong.

If health care workers write a journal that is dangerous for the patients life and survival the law has been broken by dangerous and bad treatment.

I got very ill isolated, i did not understand why and i was not informed by the outer world. 

So i started a new story.

I like the tv show House MD and started to play him, to get the nurses to understand that my nursing capacity was still in me.

I played Doctor House MD, 

this happened in Norway, but i talked english and limped and treated the patients when i was let out in the unit. And they all understood and laughed a lot.

I was cleaning the unit for horror and disaster videos.

It is nothing to think about when you are hospitalized.

I also gave water to the plants and was tidying up in the unit.

I played so good that i was given the same treatment as Doctor House.

It was hard, but not knowing a thing about what happened in the outer world was not good for me.

But playing Doctor House MD gave me good laughs.

I am very kind and know that all people understands kindness and proffesjonality in humans. 

The language of the heart is understood by patients.

I got isolated

and afterwards i got to know by fellow patients that they thought i had gone home.

The realitycheck in this is that i am kind and not schizophrenic but i react to cold treatment and treatment not strengthening the people being hospitalized.

There has to be meaning in every day.

You dont find that in isolation.

And when people dont talk about hope and meaning something has gone terrible wrong.

I started to talk to myself and that gave me meaning and reality.

I shaved of all my long hair and that was seen as severe mental illness and i was given treatment for this. It was not an illness, but showing that i dont care so much about beauty that it trick me to go into the world of beauty in a wrong way. I have identity and lived on by this.

House i played to give the patients a good laugh and tell that there is people understanding the crisis in hospitalization. It is something that society still have to work with and you can survive in years by believing that there is hope for every day.

Nelson Mandela was in prison for 26 years and came out with a strong back.

With me they hurted my neck and it shows on MR screening and i have pain every day and i was treated against the law.

In all this i managed to forgive.

But i can't ride horses that are troubled with fear, only secure horses that knows about life.

The horses here at the farm dont move when i ride them.

They tell : " I will not hurt you. "