DistyBoi
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Exactly.
Sorry, I need to rant a bit about them now.
Firstly the nurses were all really really nice and friendly, nearly without fail.
Out of the few doctors that looked at me I would say that there was only one doctor that was nice and sympathetic to me, after she spoke to me for a bit when I first came in within about 30 minutes I was starting to calm down and slowly recovering. She seemed very worried for me, consulted another nice doctor and they agreed to keep me in for at least 24 hours to monitor me considering the dosage I had taken, and said I might have to come back a few times after recovering to check if there was any damage caused.
Then a nurse came along and seeing I had calmed a bit said she was going to get a "more experienced" doctor to look at me. She came along asked a few questions, said I was an idiot and I had to go soon (BPM, chest pain and blood pressure went straight back up at the thought of being discharged with my level of extreme paranoia/discomfort!), shortly heard her moaning in the background about how other people deserved the bed more than me so I should go as soon as possible. Feeling guilty and angry and wanting to argue back is the last thing your vitals and mental state needs when recovering from a massive overdose. I was so upset by hearing people around say this that I kept standing up and insisting to sit on chairs incase I was taking up a bed someone else might need. I was in no state to argue with her when she said I had to leave, even though I knew I'd likely spiral when leaving that safe environment. So she said right you can go, no discharge notes, no real advice apart from go home and rest, gave me a leaflet on alcoholism (the fact I drink a lot seemed the most important thing to her) and when I asked how I should get back home when it was an hours walk away and I had no wallet phone or transport this "wasn't her problem".
Shortly after she discharged me and I had tryed to lie down and rest for half an hour or so (whole time BPM rising) I eventually blacked out again from the chest tightness becoming unbearable. When I came back in (with shooting chest pains, BP 190/110, BPM 130) she seemed furious, and without even reading the report of why I was back in said I must have not followed her instructions to rest and she was going to ring my parents. I said I didn't want her to do that (why worry them sick with a "come in, your sons overdosed on drugs" call at this point?!). So she got defensive and said she would let me in for two hours and then I had to go. Its after she said that my BP, BPM and chest pain got their worse and stayed that way for another 5 hours or so (average ~180/120) with BPM 130, UNTIL the nice nurse came back to check on me. She answered any health anxieties I was having without getting angry or making me feel foolish for asking. Then the other one came back.
After I suggested she look at the AMD report on 2dpmp as a resource as the NHS had no record or treatment for it on their database (past a select few toxbase entries) she looked angry, and said that she had already read it the AMD report and the standard holding time for 2dpmp overdose was four hours before discharge. Complete lie though, they dont even mention holding times or specific ways to treat it in the report. 4 hours is a ridiculous idea for a drug that lasts this long. When I asked what I should do if I black out again on the walk back apparently, "blackouts are like having the flu", not very nice but not worth coming into A&E for, and if it kept happening I should just put up with it.
Even though my vitals had all risen for the worse from the last three readings the doctor suggested to a nurse to tell me to go home in half an hour and left.
If I was in any state to I would have argued back with them sometimes. But they really made me feel guilty that I was selfish to be sat their as it was my fault I was in this severe agony.
Should have asked her to explain how exactly someone who made an honest mistake and took too much of a completely non-recreational study aid used to help pass a degree was different from someone who made an honest mistake by say breaking their arm by not fastening the saddle on their horse correctly, or not doing their seatbelt up.
Much later when eventually I did leave I asked if I could have a copy or quickly look at the medical records as I was curious about what they had said about me, they refused to show me them as they were "confidential". Urm, they're MY records, right?
Right, sleep, take 3.
