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The Origliaso Family
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People thought of mental facilities like an old looking building where crazy people lurked in the shadows, waiting for you to turn their backs on them so they could snatch you up and eat you, while you were still alive. To Shanna it was far from that; it was a place full of people that didn't choose to be born with the emotional problems that they had to deal with for the rest of their lives. These people symbolized the help that her mother and father needed but never got. They resembled her contribution to society, God and of course herself. She didn't want other children to suffer the consequences of having unstable parents and much else wanted children, teens or young adults to grow up to be mentally unstable human beings. If she could help, then she would do it.
Today was Shanna Oakley's fist day on the job and she was so scared that she had to bring an extra pair of handkerchiefs to keep her melting forehead dry. "Okay Shanna don't be so nervous. If you need ANYTHING just feel free to call. In that drawer you will find my number and if your patient gets 'violent' you just press the red button in your desk phone." Wait, VIOLENT?! Shanna's eyes widened but Mrs. Phelps –the sweet retiring doctor that was helping her get settled- laughed and pressed a chubby hand to one of her shoulders. Squeezing it lightly. "But don't worry because it won't happen. This girl is a sweet heart and the only thing that you have to do is see her twice a week and write up if she's making any progress. She's been here since she was ten years old and the progress that you will see will be minimal. Now it is important that you understand that okay? She has severe retardation and will never get better. We give her to new doctors because it is a way to toughen you up and to get ease you into more severe cases. There's the files and any time now Alyss will be brought in! I'm going to give you some space so you can relax and read the file. Okay? You will do great." The woman looked at Shanna for a few seconds with a warm smile and Shanna silently nodded, giving the woman another reassuring smile that was far from truthful. "Thank you so much Mrs. Phelps." The woman accepted her words and walked out of Shanna's almost plain office.
Silence seemed too had walked in the moment the door closed because Shanna's ears buzzed with that annoying 'silence sound' that seemed to crawl inside her ear and made her loudly sigh to create at least some disturbance. Luckily the air conditioner kicked in and saved her form becoming another patient. "Well… I guess I should read this…" Shanna told herself and looked at the cardboard file that had been placed over her desk. The name 'Alyss Hart' was already labeled so that saved her a bit of time. She reached in very slowly and pulled the cream colored file towards herself, hopped onto her desk and with a deep breath opened it.
Name: Alyss Hart.
Patient number: 5874
Room: 874
Age: 17
Disorders: IQ bellow the normal age. Lack of emotional/ mental progression. Lack of motor progression. Speech predicament.
Last Notes: Friday, August 10 2012; No progress what so ever. The patient only responds to infantile things. She often asks for candy and to go out and play. There was no response as of pointing out her physical growth. Emotional blockage continues severely because of the emotional trauma received. C/E negative. B/S negative.
Key Notes: She seems to have a particular liking towards infantile games and TV shows between the ages of 2-5. Alyss thinks her parents are in the hospital and when pointed out that they died she turns depressive and suicidal but forgets the next day.