More On What Happened.

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There was some weird stuff at Sinai-Grace 5 South when I was inpatient there. Now some of it was explainable. Some of it might have even been planned. The staff might have been sixing and twoing a little on purpose. That's not important as I told the doctor there. And it means little or nothing to me now too IAE. But some of the stuff there was less explainable. I wrote some of it down. I took a lot of notes. But what follows I think are the main ones. On July 28, 2025 at about 8:30 PM I was on my way to the dining room with the other patients. And I thought of how cute the older Jamaican man was there. And at the exact moment I thought that a staff member there said to him "It's the accent, isn't it?" As soon as she said that I asked the staff to tell me her name so I could tell others right away. She told me her name was Yvette. Then there was this man who cleaned my room. He was very jovial, almost to an excessive degree. Which is all right and nice of course. But July 24th he pointed to the toilet seat in my bathroom and said "those stains don't come out". He was pointed to a stain that looked like it could be a fresh mark. But it was a permanent stain, he was explaining. That reminded me of an entry I found a while back in my dictionary in my room. The word "mordant". It's a chemical used in dying to set the color in for good. Once a color is set, it basically is in there for good. I was going to tell others of it online but I don't think I ever did. But I told my psychiatrist about what happened. And I mentioned the word mordant and how I came across it by accident in my dictionary at home. He said he heard of the word too.

Also odd, and I think this was shortly after I arrived. (I probably wrote it down somewhere in my notes. But I just looked thru them and couldn't find it. And I don't have all day to look thru my stuff again, along with all the small loose paper notes I made.) I got my menu or something. And it said "I.B." on it. I forget some of the details, but this reminded me of the Latin motto Joannes Est Nomen Eius. That means "John is his name". St. John IOW, since it is the motto of Puerto Rico and St. John is Puerto Rico's patron saint. I just remember I was thinking how the letter I and J are the exact same letters in classical Latin. But the I.B. on my menu (and it was clearly an I—read on for why that is important) couldn't be my initials. My initials are J.B. But my psychiatrist said no, those were meant to be my initials. I.B. Didn't stand for something else. So someone wrote "I" for "J" as a mistake. That's a very odd mistake. (Or maybe it was on purpose. I wrote "James is my name" in Latin as an ironic response to a vegan post online [long story]. As I think I explained to my psychiatrist, maybe someone in the kitchen was following my online story and wrote this. You know, with the internet information does get around a lot faster. You never know.)

Also I was telling my psychiatrist that I was thinking of the line from Mark Anthony's eulogy for Julius Caesar by Shakespeare, where he says "But were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits" For years I thought he was talking about a someone named Brutus Antony. But he actually was saying that if he and Brutus could switch places Brutus' argument would be based on logic alone and fall apart. And he would lose the power of logic. But he would gain the power of persuasion and be able to right that wrong that way. I was thinking of how emotional and angry I got when I was forcibly medicate in 1992 and forcibly hospitalized and everyone was acting so silly all the while. But what if I switched role from that time. I would have made a more rational argument then, but now my argument would be one more of passion. For some reason I thought it was ironic I just happened to look that up recently.

Also, I forget some of the details of this next one. But July 27th I randomly drew two cards from a deck of Uno cards in the TV room. And they were two reverse cards. I thought that was significant for some reason. I think it made me think of that car in January of 1988 that was running around in circles in that cul-de-sac in the news. The news caster seemed to be saying it was odd and meant something. But what? Maybe full-circle, I thought years later. And the two reverse cards meant full, full circle or something like that. As I said, I forget the details.

There was no physical harm that came while I was there. But I was horribly neglected. They didn't meet one of my Cerebral Palsy or other special needs. And almost all of my room mates threatened me at one point. It says in my notes that July 31st I thought I would mention this man with a blue shower cap that passed by my room. And just as I thought that he passed my doorway and said "ain't nobody give me no hat". I think I felt threatened by him a little, at least at first. But I later thought he was mostly harmless. Though I did overhear him say he did time in prison. Also August 2nd at about 1:30 PM this same man was by the patient telephone. And he picked up the phone to use it just as I worried he would. There was also a younger girl there who was acting comical at times. At one point I was writing a flurry of complaints. And she seemed to suddenly playact like she was mirroring what I was doing. Kind of comically. I told my doctor of it. It didn't bother me, but it annoyed me a little I remember.

This next one is more important. And maybe I should share it or write it down some place so I don't forget. Someone called me on the phone recently and asked me about the staff making anti-gay comments. Yes, the staff did indeed briefly make at least a couple anti-gay comments in my presence. And it says in my notes that happened August 4, 2025. When the person called me I told her I don't know which staff did it. I don't know there names but I did recognize one man who was usually there. He was normally fairly nice to me, so I didn't want to get him in trouble. But I still remember what he looked like. He was kind of fat.

There might be more stuff. And I should probably write this down too and keep it in some place where I can find it. The date I put in my notes when the anti-gay comments were made I just circled in red marker. So I can always easily find it now.
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