Sherlock woke up from his sedation about an hour later, his head rolled from side to side feeling groggy and dazed. He blinked his eyes open as they started to focus he realised he was still in the same place he tried to get up but felt himself unable to and saw his wrists were strapped down, he struggled against them but they wouldn't budge. He started to get annoyed quite quickly shouting in anger, John and a few nurses looked towards his room seeing he was awake. " Sherlock calm down buddy it's me " John said rushing to his side
" Get these off of me!" He demanded
" Sherlock no, they're for your safety."
" My own safety? I'm fine! I don't need any of this " He denied
" Well the more you freak out like this, the longer you're going to be here, just calm down alright?" John said with a calm tone. Sherlock continued to struggle against his restraints.
" He's right you know Sherlock, until we know you're no longer a danger to yourself you will remain here, so the sooner you calm down and accept your situation, the sooner we'll be able to release you." The Doctor told him as he walked in over hearing what John had said. Sherlock sighed as he fell back rolling his eyes " I've never known anything as ridiculous in my life " He commented.
" I've got to go now Sherlock, I've got work so i'll see you later yeah? " John said zipping his jacket up. Sherlock didn't answer. John sighed as he left the room leaving the hospital.
" So then doc, what happens now? I just lay here till i'm magically all better?" Sherlock asked quite sarcastically.
" You'll go through therapy sessions, you'll go through a course of medication, your IV for weight, antidepressants, and if it continues sleeping pills "
" Oh it all sounds so delightful, dosed up on drugs, just like the old days " He laughed.
" Yes well the therapist will be through shortly" The Doctor said grabbing his file as he departed the room.
" Absolutely ridiculous " Sherlock said to himself. The therapist arrived 40 minutes later as she sat down next to him " Hello Sherlock I'm Mandy and I'm going to help you sort through the things that made you come to this place, I'm sure we'll get on famously " She smiled. Sherlock sniggered " Oh yeah I'm sure " He said sarcastically.
" So why are you here Sherlock? " She asked
" You tell me, apparently i collapsed and suddenly I've been put in the loony bin, I'm a genius I shouldn't be in a place like this, strapped to a bed " He said as he pulled at his restraints.
" I know I've heard about your amazing skills you have, it's quite fascinating, you're here because you've been found to of developed an eating disorder along with your depression, suicidal thoughts and the nightmares. We're here to help you Sherlock. "
" Why does everyone keep saying those things, yeah so what I don't much it has never bothered anyone before, I'm not any of those things! " He denied
" The first stage to recovery is admitting that you have a problem and want to get the help to get better Sherlock, i know you don't see it as a problem now but you will. "
" Kill me now " he sighed. The therapy session last for another hour, Sherlock had tuned himself out of most of it as he went to his mind palace.
" I'll see you in a few days Sherlock " She smiled
" Oh yeah it was most entertaining! " He said very sarcastically.