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Nov. 20th, 2018 02:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beautifuldayWho: Sasha Stanford and Justin Campbell with Lewis, Cassidy, Tori, Zeke, Will, and later Mark
What: Getting back in the swing of things
Where: Casa de Campbell, Upper East Side
When: Friday
It had been a long-haul, but Justin was finally home from hospital. He had a week of intensive ketamine infusions and would go one day a week for the foreseeable future for them because there was no denying his bipolar had responded to it. On top of that, he had ongoing therapy with a psychologist and psychiatrist, as well as Ari working with him on therapy tactics in his everyday life to help him cope better both personally and professionally. Finally, Justin was on an upswing. In the last few days, he had been as stable as Sasha had seen him in a long time and he was champing at the bit to get back to some sort of work with his music.
That was why Sasha got home from school and his own quick doctor’s appointment to pick up new prescriptions for his migraine medication that he found Justin in their communal music/games/hangout room with Lewis doing some trial makeup runs with him. Cassidy and Tori were there watching too and when Sasha got further into the room, he saw Zeke and Will were there too. Justin was sitting on a stool by the window with a joint nestled between his fingers while he spoke to what sounded like Caden on the phone. The light breeze from the window was drawing the smoke through the small crack. All windows up this many floors in their house only opened enough to maybe get your hand out up to your elbow and nothing more. They were secured, and then doubled secured even more… a necessity with a suicidal person living there.
( At the moment, Justin had to have a certain low dose of medicinal marijuana to keep his manic episodes at bay... )
LOG, COMPLETE
What: Getting back in the swing of things
Where: Casa de Campbell, Upper East Side
When: Friday
It had been a long-haul, but Justin was finally home from hospital. He had a week of intensive ketamine infusions and would go one day a week for the foreseeable future for them because there was no denying his bipolar had responded to it. On top of that, he had ongoing therapy with a psychologist and psychiatrist, as well as Ari working with him on therapy tactics in his everyday life to help him cope better both personally and professionally. Finally, Justin was on an upswing. In the last few days, he had been as stable as Sasha had seen him in a long time and he was champing at the bit to get back to some sort of work with his music.
That was why Sasha got home from school and his own quick doctor’s appointment to pick up new prescriptions for his migraine medication that he found Justin in their communal music/games/hangout room with Lewis doing some trial makeup runs with him. Cassidy and Tori were there watching too and when Sasha got further into the room, he saw Zeke and Will were there too. Justin was sitting on a stool by the window with a joint nestled between his fingers while he spoke to what sounded like Caden on the phone. The light breeze from the window was drawing the smoke through the small crack. All windows up this many floors in their house only opened enough to maybe get your hand out up to your elbow and nothing more. They were secured, and then doubled secured even more… a necessity with a suicidal person living there.
( At the moment, Justin had to have a certain low dose of medicinal marijuana to keep his manic episodes at bay... )
LOG, COMPLETE
