9/22/13
Patient Report: Amane, Misa
Outsider report: Manager says: doesn't eat anymore, doesn't sleep anymore, won't talk to fans anymore, as well as loss of all loved activities, recent death of a family member perhaps is the cause. Not much insight was given. "She will not talk to me"- stated several times. No further details were given by manager. Ran drug analysis at lab, results were diluted urine, no illegal drugs found in sample. Rest of info can be found on lab report.
Inside report: Patient spoke little, when asked about voices or other schizophrenia, responded with 'I only hear him.' When inquired further, she shook her head, seemed to be on the edge of tears, and showed signs of breakdown. This is noted. Bring up during next appointment.
Patient Diagnosis:
Patient is suffering from
Clinical depression,
Malnutrition (current weight at 100 and other vitals below normal),
Fatigue
Mild alcoholism. This is directly correlated with her depression. Low count of serotonin in neuro pathways, which can trigger her suicidal thoughts.
Forward message below Dr. Nate at hospital:
(Use of methamphetamines is not confirmed and not likely, no symptoms were spotted.)
Prescription:
Two tablets Zoloft in the morning and 5.5 mg of Ambien at night. Half a Seroquel to help with panic attacks and to help with sleep. She needs to be clean free of alcohol and drugs we have not given her, and food to help with the digestion of pill. Hemp oil to help with weight gain.
Dr. Recommended Treatment Plan:
Yoga is encouraged, we hold sessions in upstairs gym weekends from 12:00-1:00 and are taught by professionals who are there to help. AA meetings are also held in the vacant office next to the waiting room from 5:00-9:00. We have a rehabilitation center on the west building. These are optional currently, but recommended highly. Required in next 2-3 weeks only if not showing signs of improvement.
It was 9:30 when I left to get a drink. Or truthfully, leave my computer for as long as I could.
I was at the office until 11:00, but would probably stay the night as it was. It seemed I had sudden flash floods of work that would only continue to pile up until the legend of Kira the Savior would die down.
News was flying nonstop about Kira's Death. His anti-supporters coming out of the woodwork, people killing themselves out of despair. Everywhere you went it was chaos. In the city, on the street, even in my damn office. Inside and out appointments I had, (growing more frequent with the end of Kira's reign), most of my clients were paranoid Kira supporters who claimed he wasn't really dead, it was all a media hoax and that the TV broadcasters who put up with it would get what was coming to them. I shouldn't say all my clients. Most were devastated, but I saw a relieved bunch. I shuddered. I couldn't say I fell into the conspiracy theory crazed population. I was grateful he was gone, but I couldn't lie that a part of me felt safer when I knew someone was looking out for the good guys. There'd been so much corruption with our political reps before the rise of Kira. He had knocked them down one by one, solving our economic crisis as well as fanning a general wave of relief and support to those who claimed they were honest, hardworking people.
I was meeting with Misa tomorrow to assess her behavior. She was staying in our ICU for an extended period after a suicide attempt. I hadn't heard much of her, but I knew she was a fairly popular model in Japan. I figured the stress had gotten to her. But maybe she was a Kira supporter as well.
At any rate, I felt my eyes close slowly. I rested my head on my desk and drifted off to sleep, with a nagging voice in my mind demanding I don't. But I was only a human. I mused to myself before heavy dreams if Kira had slept at all, or if he was truly a god among us.
Light Yagami, huh? Who would've thought? Just a kid. I remember first hearing about Kira and thinking it was just a joke. I've always been a realist, and I couldn't fathom someone killing others without being directly there in person- but there was a lot about this world that I didn't know. And I was only here to learn more, and hope my experiences could shape others' lives in a positive way- that's why I became a doctor in the first place.
But I digress.