Stratters
I count myself very lucky - & these days quite unusual that despite the fact those of my family who don't die young rumble on to a good age, I've not had a family member have any form of dementia. I'm so sorry about your MIL - I think the various forms of dementia are actively cruel (as much as a disease can be): they cause so much suffering, to the person with it & to everyone who cares for/about them. I can't even begin to imagine how painful it would be to have a spouse/sibling/parent stop recognising you & perhaps become hostile towards you. Of course, with plenty of time in hospital I've seen & heard a lot of the fear & confusion of the various stages - I once had a post-anaphylaxis night on a medical admissions Unit where an elderly gentleman, on recalling his date of birth (which had eluded him on admission) spent the whole time reciting it to make sure he didn't forget. To be fair, he worked in his full name & place of birth birth & parents' & siblings' names too. It was like really bad performance art. Except springing from a palpable fear that it wasn't a momentary slip brought on by being ill & tired & rather disoriented. Unf.
On a lighter note, I feel we should hi-5 for the montelukast purely because I don't know many other people who take it. Between that, the crosswords, the polyglottishness & having to reverse exercises in ballet class (which I very absolutely am NOT going to have to stop doing soon, my body is going to buck its ideas up instead, I'm 2 years past wheelchair!deadline & still dancing so it can just keep going... I might negotiate on the pointe shoes... maybe... but I've got some new Gaynor Mindens & those things are almost £90 a pair, so it's not off the hook yet...)
Ovaries
I think "Morbid But Comforting" about sums it up. I want to outlive my cats (indoor moglets, age 4.5y) & try to make sure my Brownie Unit won't have to close in the event of my death, but I count myself very lucky not to have to worry about Not Getting To See My Children Grow Up. My mother died when I was 10 & tbh I worry enough about what my death will do to my younger sister. If I were in your position is struggle with it far more than I do mine I'm sure.
Starting
It looks a bit like they stole the last of your Jaffa cakes & then WASTED them by just rubbing the jammy bit all over your knee there...
More seriously, I'm sorry you're in pain - and while you're getting bored now, please make sure they don't discharge you unless you have a good pain management plan in place. While you're still on the ward make sure you know which painkillers you're prescribed & when you can have them - and ask for them when they're due, whether or not you think you need them. If you wait until you're in pain to take painkillers you will really struggle to manage the pain. Also, paracetamol is (unless you are allergic, obviously!) your friend. It is a wonderful drug. It is a very potent drug, though it is often overlooked & dismissed. You DO have to be very careful with the dosing, but it is a Marvellous Thing. If the pain is really unbearable (so you're crying/vomiting/involuntarily curling into a ball/blacking out/it's making your breathing go funny) even at this hour it's ok to ask them to try to get someone to write you up for stronger medication - if you've got a morphine pump set up already they might be able to bump the background or up the amount that comes with each each click of the PCA button. It might be worth trying to ice as close to it as you can bear to touch as well...
Hope you feel better soon. If it's any consolation, at least when you mobilise, I bet you get crutches. Because of my disability they make me use a Zimmer frame. Bearing in mind I'm frequently mistaken for a teenager still, am sure you can imagine how that looks (to say nothing of how I felt, first time it happened when I was in my 20s...)
OnceThere
It sounds like you had a very difficult time on the psych ward (I'm assuming you were sectioned if you were there for 3 days & it was instigated by someone else) & that while it kept you safe - which presumably was what your friend - & the HCPs responsible for section - were worried about - it didn't have any therapeutic value or make you FEEL very safe. Take care.