Paper

I just thought about it.

While watching the finale of an anime.

The patient was quite thin under the bedcovers.

And his hospital robe. A legitimate hospital robe. Made of fabric, strong and durable. But me. A teenager put on watch after having confessed to wanting, visualizing, and running from my home with an intent and desire to harm myself, in the hospital, I was stripped of my clothes. My device, any wires, constantly kept under the loving, surely stressed eyes of my family. What they gave me as a replacement? Was a long piece of teal paper, held together on my body with a little string, tied neatly at the back of my neck in a bow.

It was cold, I could have ripped it to pieces if the mood had struck me to pick and scratch at it.

When I did lay down, it was in a fetal position to keep warm because my bare legs were exposed to cold AC.

I was put up on a bare, rigid mattress. No comfortable pillow. The closest I had, was my stuffed animal from home. Pink, bear, each curly hair (like mine) distinct as a dark pink nose.

I hadn't slept better. And in the morning, I got Disney and a breakfast menu. The hospital food was quite nice. And chocolate ice cream replaced the strawberry banana smoothie I didn't get. It remains a pleasing memory to look back on.