An unfortunate misunderstanding and bad reaction to medication left me in a mental hospital for 24 hours over the winter break. 7 p.m. As I am wheeled into the hospital on a stretcher, I start to panic. My hands are shaking and my stomach feels upset. Once the paramedics leave, I am asked very personal questions about my body, the clothes I am wearing, types of jewelry and shoes. The nurse asks me to remove everything containing metal, buttons, laces or wires. I am asked to remove my bra, boots and earrings. In my mind, I am still asking myself,…