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Mental Hospital In Mongolia

During my 3,5 weeks holiday on the Trans Siberia Express including a week touring with old Russian busses in Mongolia I wasn't allowed to finish my vacation in Beijing as planned. Just before the last leg of my train travel I got the scare of my life and was sent to the mental hospital in Mongolia. The travel group traveled further and I was brought back to The Netherlands after a week with ANWB. I arranged ANWB myself through my travel insurance. Both male nurses which accompanied me during the travel told the checkup point at Altrecht Utrecht that I just needed to rest and I would be fine. I got a card from Altrecht Utrecht to call them after the weekend, but never got a chance to make an appointment.

The Diagnose Psychosis NAO

The weekend started and I went to sleep as I was told and wanted badly. But a so called friend kept bothering me and wanted me in UMC Utrecht at the psychiatric department, because according to her I was doing drugs. Before I go further with the story I will state again like in all my outings I never used drugs and never abused alcohol. She told me I had to pack and put on sweatpants, because that would be easy in the hospital. I never dress like that to any doctor’s appointment so I didn't follow that order. At the psychiatric department of UMC Utrecht I was awarded a bed and would stay there for observations, because the so called friend wanted that. I wasn't put on medication and did all kinds of tests. All tests pointed out that I didn't have a psychosis, but still I was told I had had a psychosis NAO, I was 32. I never used drugs, I never misused alcohol and I do not smoke, but still I was told I had had a psychosis NAO. There are more diseases with the same symptoms and in my case the symptoms disappear with rest. Because I was not left alone or taken to the emergency room, there was already a bias in working. The so called friend who thought she was helping wasn't helping. My advice is to go to all doctor's appointments alone and always connect with mental health professionals through your general practitioner or emergency department.

Hearing Someone Telling Stories That Weren't About Me

In the psychiatric department of UMC Utrecht I followed the program and got information about 'draagkracht' and what a psychosis was. Besides that they took me to the hospital library for books and printed scientific literature about psychosis to read. All my questions were answered by 'spv'ers' there. I only talked once to the psychiatrist, because she only wanted to talk to the so called friend. She talked to her three times. I was only present at the first talk. At that talk I was told to shut up and listen to that friend with her strange story, because that would be my future. I can say after 14 years (2010- 2024) it still isn't my future. The lifestyle of the so called friend didn't appeal to me before 2010, not during the talk and neither after that talk.

Strangled In UMC Utrecht

One morning I was asked in the corridor what I wanted to eat for dinner that day and how I slept by a 'spv'er'. Suddenly my throat was strangled by a man. From everywhere 'spv'ers' came running and were peeling his hands of my throat. I never saw this man coming and didn't know him. They took me to a mirror where I could see the prints of this man's hand on my throat. I wasn't allowed to report it to the police. It was a bad judgement call that this man was sent to the open section of the psychiatric department they told me. I was put on Olanzapine after this event.

From An Active Person To A Person Sleeping Half A Day

After the strangle event and the start of Olanzapine I was sent to Altrecht Utrecht to reduce medicine and start working again at my job as a datamanager at VUMC in Amsterdam. Besides medicine I got therapy at Altrecht Utrecht. I will stay on the topic medicine, because that had an big impact on my life. I went from an active morning person to a person that had to sleep half a day and my weight kept crawling up to 69kg. I weighted from my teenage years till 2010 (32 years old) 55 kg. I was playing tennis with my tennis team, hiking, going to theater, museum and working as a datamanager, but couldn't keep up with this life on the lowest dosis available in The Netherlands of Olanzapine. 

My Father Died And Zyprexa Was Reduced

In March 2011 my father died. Back from the funeral on Curaçao I got a new job and went on with yoga. I had all kinds of 'bijwerkingen' from Olanzapine. The Olanzapine was changed for the brand name Zyprexa and further reduced. I weighted 69 kg and had a jaw dislocation because the ligaments were stretching. During my tennis matches I was to slow to react properly to the ball. I was missing all the balls at the net, because I was to slow. Luckily I could say Zyprexa goodbye at the end of 2011 and came near 55 kilos again, 57 kg.