Well one time after a suicide attempt/gesture after they pumped my stomach and I woke up in the hospital, I decided at one point to jump out of bed and try to "make a run for it". I made it out of the room and half way down the hall when one of the nurses (male) managed to grab me from behind. So I struggled with him and managed to get to some table that was bolted to the wall and clung to it so he couldn't pull me off (the other nurses were watching this but none of them tried to help their comrade).
Anyway so there he was trying to pull me off and there I was trying to kick him off and after a couple of minutes of this I started calming down and became aware that he seemed to be rather enjoying this (either that or he had an otoscope in his pocket

) and upon realizing this I started rather enjoying it too

… so I told him calmly that it was really sweet of him to try to stop me from running off and killing myself and all but that I'll be fine for one thing and that me killing myself was none of his business anyway… and he replied, also calmly, that there was no need for me to try to kill myself cuz life is beautiful and so on and so forth – and we started having a whole argument about it, in friendly tones, with me still clinging on to a table and him still clinging on to me with his thing pressed against me and a bunch of nurses standing around watching this.
The whole thing lasted for several minutes during which I found out it's somehow possible to feel suicidal, turned on and amused all the same time…