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Patient #L-347

Name: James “Jimmy” Caladon

Date of Birth: 02/06/1937

Height: 5’ 3”

Weight: 98 lbs

Attending Doctor: Dr. Conrad Haves, awaiting transfer of care to Dr. Harrison Monroe.

Diagnosis: Mental Confusion

Symptom history: Visual and auditory hallucinations, disorganized thought/speaking patterns, delusional paranoia. Institutionalized after suffering a break from reality.

Current treatment: Chlorpromazine, 400 mg/day, showing signs of effectiveness. Pending evaluation.

Interview conducted on: 01/27/1962

Interview conducted by: Nurse Samuel Manford

S: Good morning, Jimmy.

J: Oh, Sammy! Good morning, how are you?

S: I’m good, Jimmy, I’m good. Did you sleep well?

J: Uhm…

S: Jimmy?

J: …No Sam, I didn’t. Haven’t for the last few nights, actually.

S: I’m sorry to hear that, Jimmy. Is there a specific reason?

J: …Doc, before I say anything, I promise I’ve been taking my meds, I promise. You’ve been handing them to me, you know I’m honest, right?

S: I know Jimmy, I’ve watched you take them. They’re helping, right?

J: A lot. I feel a lot more in my own head these days.

S: That’s great to hear. So, why did you need to tell me you’re taking your meds?

J: Because… Because I’ve been seeing something, these last few nights.

S: Seeing something?

J: Yeah Sammy… There’s something wandering the halls at night. You can ask around, the others have seen it too, I think. Or, at least, no one told me I was crazy when I told them. They’re usually pretty quick to tell me that if I’m seeing things again.

S: Can you tell me a bit about what you’re seeing?

J: It’s… It’s different every few nights…

S: Then why don’t you tell me about the one you most recently saw.

J: Sure… uhm… It looked like a patient, I think. I thought someone had gotten out of bed past curfew but… It wasn’t walking right. Like, it’s leg or back was broken. And it kept… wheezing. But not like when the jumpy ones do after they come down. It sounded… more. Like, there was more than one person there. Almost like a wail or… a song? I don’t know… It didn’t linger at my room much, just peered in, stared, then left. I think I saw Dr. Monroe walk past pretty soon after. Then the wheezing stopped.

S: Thank you for telling me, Jimmy. Would you mind drawing me a picture of what you saw?

J: …You don’t believe me, do you? Please don’t tell Dr. Monroe, I know he doesn’t like me… I promise I wasn’t seeing things this time, I promise!

S: I know, I know. Don’t cry. I’m going to ask around if anyone else reported anything, I promise. Until then, let’s keep this between you and me, okay?

J: You won’t tell the doc?

S: Not yet. Besides, he barely pays attention to me anyways. I doubt he’d listen even if I did tell him.

J: Okay… Thank you, Sammy. I don’t like Dr. Monroe… It feels like he’s trying to pick me apart…

S: Well, you’re showing great progress, Jimmy. If these meds keep working, you might not have to deal with Monroe for long. Won’t it be nice to be on the outside again?

J: I think so, but I’d miss you, Sammy!

S: Well, look, when you get out, come find me before you leave. We’ll arrange something. Okay?

J: Okay, doc. Thank you.

S: Anytime, Jimmy. Enjoy your morning, and be good for the nurse after me, alright?

J: I promise.

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