You are behaving very much like the saintly lady I met on my son's mental ward. She saw it as a divine sign from heaven that I called her by name the second time we met (she had forgotten the first). She gave me her blessing. She had a divine glow about her, and a saintly demeanor...until the third day, when things got ugly. Her husband and children refused to check her out.
Though I was not there to witness it, I am confident that she endured the full thirty days incarceration and was restored to her (earthly) family, rebalanced and re-medicated.