My favorite piece of shriveled up cougar ass is in the hospital! (Actually, I love Heather. She's a Cali native and she survived Tommy's schlong. That alone makes her cool beans in my book.)
The following statement was issued about the situation. "Heather has been dealing with anxiety and depression. She requested an in-depth evaluation of her medication and entered into a medical facility for proper diagnosis and treatment," says Locklear's rep, Cece Yorke. "This is a confidential medical matter and no further statement will be released."
Earlier this year there was a 911 call placed by Heather's shrink claiming that he was fearful for her, but she seemed in solid spirits when the popo showed up, so the call was dismissed. I really hope she can sort her shit out and get back to making more television movies that I don't watch. I sure do miss those.