Visiting M was nice.  We talked.  Really talked.  She sat in my arms and wanted me to hold her for a whole hour.  Not sure how wise the therapist and dr were in telling M that their goal for her to be able to go home was that she stop feeling suicidal.  She is already contemplating lying to them.  I discouraged it, of course, but who could blame her.  I would probably do the same thing.  They shouldn't have given her that key just yet...