this been a wicked joke! Of course it wasn’t, the guy underneath, who had been called Drew, started telling me jokes, fucking jokes! cracking them in a really funny way, and anyone or anything that came his way, he would start taking the mickey out of and insulting. I couldn’t believe it, even I had to chuckle, and, strangely enough, wasn’t scared, but I wished he would take his arms off my chest because it was so so painful. Oh yeah, this all sounded so strange and absurd, but this was my reality… my God, what had my life come to… his hands were becoming looser, and I was calming down, then fell into another sleep after their ‘drink’ to quench my thirst.
When I woke up this time it was not so frightening, the place where I was looked like a hospital and I thought that these people must have left me there, because again in my delirium I had actually thought they wanted money and Tony said no, and I was shocked because the family could have afforded a kings ransom—I would talk to the family about that? Things must have been getting back to a reality of sorts, because for me to be mad with the family and ‘snooty’ were Juilliana traits! Suddenly, I felt relief and a kind of contentment, although I knew I just had to be very careful. The nurse who offered me breakfast seemed quite nice. She said she was really an auxiliary and her name was Helen, I knew she was probably ‘undercover’ and I said yes and with paranoia taking over nervously looked around… was the kidnapping something to do with the hospital? I was going to get as much evidence as I could, oh yes… it looked as if there was a conspiracy of some sort going on, and I would, if had to, take on the whole NHS establishment, and I would!
Everyone seemed to want a slice of Juilliana Crook!! I know how wacky this sounds, but this really was my reality at the time. I had come through the kidnapping and I was now being allowed out of where I had been held captive, to stay in the hospital, probably because my whole body was so painfully sore they couldn’t move it except from side to side in a rolling fashion. I then started to remember that the weekend before, Lawson, my brother in law, had come to see me and I was absolutely pleading with him not to leave me and it was so bad I was nearly pulling off his jacket because I was so desperate. I thought at one point he was actually going to stay and help me and try and get me out. He said he really wanted to but would have to come back. I pleaded with him again not to leave and definitely come back and take me away from the hospital because they were giving me the wrong medication and I was being drugged and there was this conspiracy and we were being watched by Big Brother! Not the programme, the whole wide world network. When I started to realise that I was not being kidnapped anymore, I became suspicious of anyone near me… even the nurses—if they were really nurses? Whatever? They seemed like they wanted to help me with food, drink and also help take care of my personal hygiene, because, unfortunately I realised when I was ‘soiled’ that I couldn’t control when I needed to go to the toilet. I was completely numb and I had no idea where my pee was going!! Yuk! So, when they said they were taking me for a shower I hadn’t said too much because the thought of being clean was wonderful. Why would these people want anything from me and why would they want to watch me and spy? I actually believed that I was in this strange place that really did have patients, but we were all being drugged so we would do as we were told. My brother in law, Lawson came back with my sister, Margie and her son (Jacob, Matthews brother), and they were telling me that everything was ok and not to worry. Then I got angry at Lawson for leaving me there before, but he was trying to reassure me that I was ok, and had to stay here because these people i.e., nurses and doctors, were only doing their jobs and they were there
When I woke up this time it was not so frightening, the place where I was looked like a hospital and I thought that these people must have left me there, because again in my delirium I had actually thought they wanted money and Tony said no, and I was shocked because the family could have afforded a kings ransom—I would talk to the family about that? Things must have been getting back to a reality of sorts, because for me to be mad with the family and ‘snooty’ were Juilliana traits! Suddenly, I felt relief and a kind of contentment, although I knew I just had to be very careful. The nurse who offered me breakfast seemed quite nice. She said she was really an auxiliary and her name was Helen, I knew she was probably ‘undercover’ and I said yes and with paranoia taking over nervously looked around… was the kidnapping something to do with the hospital? I was going to get as much evidence as I could, oh yes… it looked as if there was a conspiracy of some sort going on, and I would, if had to, take on the whole NHS establishment, and I would!
Everyone seemed to want a slice of Juilliana Crook!! I know how wacky this sounds, but this really was my reality at the time. I had come through the kidnapping and I was now being allowed out of where I had been held captive, to stay in the hospital, probably because my whole body was so painfully sore they couldn’t move it except from side to side in a rolling fashion. I then started to remember that the weekend before, Lawson, my brother in law, had come to see me and I was absolutely pleading with him not to leave me and it was so bad I was nearly pulling off his jacket because I was so desperate. I thought at one point he was actually going to stay and help me and try and get me out. He said he really wanted to but would have to come back. I pleaded with him again not to leave and definitely come back and take me away from the hospital because they were giving me the wrong medication and I was being drugged and there was this conspiracy and we were being watched by Big Brother! Not the programme, the whole wide world network. When I started to realise that I was not being kidnapped anymore, I became suspicious of anyone near me… even the nurses—if they were really nurses? Whatever? They seemed like they wanted to help me with food, drink and also help take care of my personal hygiene, because, unfortunately I realised when I was ‘soiled’ that I couldn’t control when I needed to go to the toilet. I was completely numb and I had no idea where my pee was going!! Yuk! So, when they said they were taking me for a shower I hadn’t said too much because the thought of being clean was wonderful. Why would these people want anything from me and why would they want to watch me and spy? I actually believed that I was in this strange place that really did have patients, but we were all being drugged so we would do as we were told. My brother in law, Lawson came back with my sister, Margie and her son (Jacob, Matthews brother), and they were telling me that everything was ok and not to worry. Then I got angry at Lawson for leaving me there before, but he was trying to reassure me that I was ok, and had to stay here because these people i.e., nurses and doctors, were only doing their jobs and they were there
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