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Day 14.
Craig woke up to Nora standing over him, for the second to the last time, and nearly jumped out of bed with happiness. Tomorrow at this time he would be packing to go home. Nora handed him something, then, and he was jerked out of his thoughts.
It was a pill. A small, green and white pill. His prozac. Nora looked at him and spoke. "Take it with breakfast, ok?"
Craig nodded, and headed to breakfast.
Laine looked at him. "When are you leaving? You look way too happy, you have to be leaving."
"Tomorrow after breakfast." Everyone within earshot congratulated him, except for Allegra who just smiled at him.
Craig was asked to talk about leaving in group. "Its scary for me, I've learned so much here. I've changed so much here, but I want to go home. I just hope I can be ok at home."
"You will be, Craig." Seth says. "You've changed, you admit that. That's the first step. The second is to take your medication every day, as long as you do that you'll be fine. I swear."
Everyone agrees with Seth about taking medication, and Craig gets another lecture about it at Dr. Allen's office.
"Take it every day. If you think you don't need it? Still take it. That's the most popular reason why people come back here-they don't take their meds and get sick again. Do you understand that?"
Craig just nods. "I just don't see what the big deal is, why everyone keeps telling me how important it is."
"do you remember the night you overdosed? How you felt?" Craig nods. "The medication is a large part of what keeps you from feeling that way."
"I get it now...sort of. I don't want to feel that way, so I'll take the pills."
"Good, Craig."
The rest of the day went by in a blur of good-byes and therapies, soon it was dinner. Allegra looked a little down, and Laine mentioned it.
"And I don't have nothing to say. You get what you pay for. But I just had no intention of living this way." This made Craig remember something he'd been meaning to ask her, and he followed her back to her room after dinner.
"How do you remember all the lyrics?" He asked, closing the door so no one could hear her speak.
"Photographic memory. Don't you you have to pack?" She asked him.
"I can do it in the morning, I don't have much. You'll get out soon, Allegra. You know that."
"I know, but you're my only real friend here. I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too, Allegra. I wasn't supposed to leave so early tomorrow...but Joey called last night and said my sister misses me. Otherwise I'd have more time to hang out with you."
"Craig, you're leaving. Go pack. I'm sure I'll be happy in a month when I leave."
"A month?"
"My birthday, remember?" She smiled at him and gave him a hug. "Now, go pack." Craig did.
Day 14.
Craig woke up to Nora standing over him, for the second to the last time, and nearly jumped out of bed with happiness. Tomorrow at this time he would be packing to go home. Nora handed him something, then, and he was jerked out of his thoughts.
It was a pill. A small, green and white pill. His prozac. Nora looked at him and spoke. "Take it with breakfast, ok?"
Craig nodded, and headed to breakfast.
Laine looked at him. "When are you leaving? You look way too happy, you have to be leaving."
"Tomorrow after breakfast." Everyone within earshot congratulated him, except for Allegra who just smiled at him.
Craig was asked to talk about leaving in group. "Its scary for me, I've learned so much here. I've changed so much here, but I want to go home. I just hope I can be ok at home."
"You will be, Craig." Seth says. "You've changed, you admit that. That's the first step. The second is to take your medication every day, as long as you do that you'll be fine. I swear."
Everyone agrees with Seth about taking medication, and Craig gets another lecture about it at Dr. Allen's office.
"Take it every day. If you think you don't need it? Still take it. That's the most popular reason why people come back here-they don't take their meds and get sick again. Do you understand that?"
Craig just nods. "I just don't see what the big deal is, why everyone keeps telling me how important it is."
"do you remember the night you overdosed? How you felt?" Craig nods. "The medication is a large part of what keeps you from feeling that way."
"I get it now...sort of. I don't want to feel that way, so I'll take the pills."
"Good, Craig."
The rest of the day went by in a blur of good-byes and therapies, soon it was dinner. Allegra looked a little down, and Laine mentioned it.
"And I don't have nothing to say. You get what you pay for. But I just had no intention of living this way." This made Craig remember something he'd been meaning to ask her, and he followed her back to her room after dinner.
"How do you remember all the lyrics?" He asked, closing the door so no one could hear her speak.
"Photographic memory. Don't you you have to pack?" She asked him.
"I can do it in the morning, I don't have much. You'll get out soon, Allegra. You know that."
"I know, but you're my only real friend here. I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too, Allegra. I wasn't supposed to leave so early tomorrow...but Joey called last night and said my sister misses me. Otherwise I'd have more time to hang out with you."
"Craig, you're leaving. Go pack. I'm sure I'll be happy in a month when I leave."
"A month?"
"My birthday, remember?" She smiled at him and gave him a hug. "Now, go pack." Craig did.