gina-ghettoprincess wrote:
I like hospitals. Always have. I like the smell of disinfectant (which I now have at home as a precautionary measure against swine flu. And since my mother caught the virus, the whole house is disinfected). And I like the noise the machines make. I want to be a virologist when I'm older, so I'll probably work in either a hospital or a university.
I remember when I went to hospital for a minor operation in 2001 (it was the day after 9-11), and I had a general anaesthetic, and the doctor said I'd be asleep before I can count to five, and I said, "I always take ages to fall asleep, I reckon you're wrong," and then I was like, "One...two...three..." *falls asleep*
I like hospitals too. A hospital is the closest thing to heaven on earth. And when you go by ambulance, you are literally being escorted there by angels. I have had an experience like this several times, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I live for the moment that this will happen again. When I told this to my psychiatrist, she thought I was nuts.
I don't visit anyone in the hospital because I want too much to be there myself. When I tell this to other people, they laugh and make fun of me and tell me I need to be in the psych ward--I tell them let's go. As a kid, I was even jealous when my family would visit someone in the hospital. I would say I wish it was me---they would laugh and mock me but I wish they had taken me seriously. During that time I was having some serious behavioral issues in school and to me a hospital sounded like a place of refuge--I even considered how to hurt myself (at 11-12 years of age) so that I could go.
Part of the reason I was discharged from my job was for making weird statements. When a customer would come through saying so-and-so is in the hospital, I would say I wish it was me. Someone else came through and mentioned a family member had had a heart attack and I told them that I wished it was me and that I would love to be in that person's shoes. If I had a heart attack, I would not call for help for at least 30 minutes and right before I lost consciousness.
Does what I am saying sound truly like a sick mind or just that of an Aspie having weird ideas?
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