Not to start on a negative note, but I do NOT need any "get your life together" lectures, nor anyone telling me how stupid I am for the situation. I already know this. I also have no qualms about speaking freely about it on a public forum because it's all well-known information.
As mentioned in a couple other threads, I got severely hurt last Saturday.
I did leave out most the crazy details, but I'm going to share more of them now because I need to have this answered, and I really don't know who to ask. I don't feel like this is something I can just call up and question.
Aside from my severe injury, I also had a relapse that day and had been doing quite a bit of coke. There was also some other illegal stuff in my apartment. For whatever reason, the ambulance team showed up with the cops. I was honest with them about the drugs, because I figured they needed to know since I was bleeding a lot and of course I'm sure the coke would make me bleed more. The cops looked around my apartment and of course saw the plate of coke and other stuff, and they tried to ask me where I got it from (I didn't tell them..) I didn't let them search my place, and they didn't take anything, but they came to the hospital and were hanging around, and even tried to question my friend.
Keeping the long story short (and even though the damn doctor said himself he could see how I fell)
EDIT- Tangent, feel free to skip over it explains a bit but is not needed info to answer the question: there was this wretched EMT who kept telling them I did it to myself (even after the dr said you could tell by the wounds that it wasnt self inflicted). Me AND my friend who was sitting with me (so ik i'm not crazy) could hear her through the curtain refer to me as a "coke whore" and telling other orderlys LOUDLY on the ward that "we know she did it to herself" "shes just trying to get attention, it's not even that bad its already stopped bleeding" Right. Which is why the bed was soaked through as was the towel by the time I left..
I had tried to show them the other pieces of glass that I had put in the bathtub, but they wouldn't let me go show them. Hell, they could hear the water running and wouldn't even let me go turn it off before we left my place..
Oh, and the best part: I asked in the ambulence for a glass of water to which the EMT said outright "No, I'm not going to give you water" and the cunt seriously said "maybe you'll learn". I asked all the other staff who were around when they took me in the hospital, to which that EMT actually said to them "No, she can't have water".
Sorry, got off on a tangent.
In the end they decided I needed a crisis evaluation and I never actually was sat down with the cops, but I heard they were still there. However after ages of being left to bleed, ignored machines going off as my blood pressure went crazy (they already had said they were worried about me stopping breathing or going into shock) and not even being allowed to have ice chips I decided I was NOT going to be losing my leg, going to jail, or getting committed. There's another ER ad urgent care facility back where my friend lives, so she agreed to take me there.
She helped me get dressed and went to pull the car around. I then loosened all the plugs on me and ripped them of in 1 swift rip once there seemed to be the least amount of people around. Well, okay not that smoothly. lol
I got into the hall, casually limping past the nurses, got to the waiting room, paused to see what the guard was doing then just booked it past security (yes, with a leg in crazy pain bleeding through my clothes). Jumped in the car, we drove over the side walk (I'm amazed we didn't blow out a tire) and I crawled into the back seat and laid on the floor as we drove away.
I got out to where I needed to go, didn't mentioned the drug use and they stitched me up right away.
Now within the next week I need to have my stitches out. My pcp is about 45 minutes away, and the place I went to get them is even further. I have no car or even any friends with a car out here where I live. The only place I can think to go get them out is back at the hospital, plus I need to be seen about my leg because the feeling they thought should be back within 24 hours is still not. Can't feel ice, heat, pin pricks, although it can feel pressure when applied heavy enough.
I'm worried about getting in trouble if I go back. I'd think if it were that serious they would have shown up at my house, right? I don't think anyone was here after I ran from the hospital and I've been mostly home since with no one stopping by..But I'm worried if I go back they'll do something whether it be the legal trouble or even just keep me there for the psych eval.
So that's my question attached to this novel. Can I get in trouble in any form if I go back to the hospital to follow up on that injury? I realize I'm a bit deserving of any legal issues but I'm definitely NOT a risk to myself. I have a LOT of bad history at this hospital, too. They..uhm..definitely know who I am.




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