Hospital beds

Two days ago I latterly almost died, I’m not going to lie I kind of wish I did. I took 16 cold pills (coriceeden) and tripped the fuck out. I ended up puking about a dozen times and within an hour I couldn’t even walk let alone stand up. My parents took my to the hospital at about 10pm on the 31st because I told ,y more, that I took it to get high but if so,etching bad happened I wouldn’t care. So I’ve been in the hospital for two days, fluids getting pumped into me and having a LNA sit by my bed around the clock to make sure I don’t try to “harm” myself by wrapping cords around my neck or trying to off myself in some other way. I’m not stupid, even if I did currently want to I know there would be no way. I’m probably getting transfered to concord state mental hospital tomorrow, I have no idea how long I’ll be trapped in there for but I think it will be more then last time. This is the worst trip I have ever had, its terrifying and not worth it at all…