You arrived at the psych ward after days of waiting patiently in your dim hospital room waiting for them to clear you medically. You had never been to one before, and you were terrified. It didn’t seem too bad though. You signed the contracts they gave you, despite the fact your parents had already signed them beforehand. Eventually you were taken to a small room for a quick physical assessment. The nurse slowly opened the door, and she had a bright and friendly smile on her face, “Hello, my name is Evelyn, one of the nurses here. I’m going to be doing your physical assessment. Is that okay?”
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