A Prisoner in Your Own Body

Sunday evening, after another nice day in the Park and Zoo, this time with Wendy and Aileen, Sam asked me if I felt like a Prisoner. "No" I said, "but do you feel like a Prisoner?" "Yes" she said "in my own body". "Do you mean physically, mentally or both", I asked. Sam thought for a moment and then said "mentally, in my mind". I told her that it was a good sign that she could communicate and recognize this feeling and that she was in a Rehabilitation Center in order to dissolve that feeling of being in a Prison. "yes" she said, "good".