Chapter 4: Confinement

"Let me out of here."  I yell, while fighting the nurse in my manic state as she tries to give me some kind of medicine in a blue bottle.

Looking up at her, I could swear that she looks like the red haired woman but older, with grey hair.  I try to sit up, but they have me tied down with leather straps for a 72 hour involuntary psychiatric hold.  The room I am in is stark, white and the lights are those big round operating room lights that hurt my eyes when I look up at them.

Trying to think of anything I possibly can to get out of here, I resort to begging.  "Please, I need to get out of here.  I suffer from White Coat Syndrome and if you keep me in here, I will go crazy.  I can't be around all these doctors if you expect me to be able to calm down."

I remember when I was little, my older brother died because a drunk driver swerved over on the sidewalk.  He hit him while he was picking up my ball.  My parents drove to