Tryptamine*Dreamer
Ex-Bluelighter
I'm not sure where this belongs, healthy living or drug culture. Mods feel free to move if you think there is a better place.
Here is a place to vent if you've had this misfortune. I am especially interested in hearing from anyone who was treated in such a way that it put them in possible danger. Either through treatment used, or the way they treated you as a person.
Here is my story. It happened 4 or 5 years ago.
I have experience with how the medical profession treats druggies.
Some of the things done to make me suffer or feel like trash were dangerous.
My blood pressure was severely elevated and their actions made it worse by scaring me and upsetting me.In my altered state, their scowls, aggressive movements, and acting angry was scary. Scaring and upsetting people will raise blood pressure. They should have provided a calm and accepting atmosphere and been gentle and friendly. That would have been calming and helped my blood pressure.
The experience is below:
When I OD'd on DXM and ephedra, they treated me like trash. Giving mean looks, being rude, lecturing me on how I was taking up space in the ICU that someone else could have needed. I had them treating me badly even as my blood pressure was reading 23X/15X(don't remember exact) and as this was going on it went up more to like 245/160. They were making me feel some anger but mostly sadness. That goes against their hippocratic oath to do no harm. They should have known that being hostile in words and behavior would increase my dangerously high blood pressure. Sometimes their scowls and the way they acted scared me. I was in an extremely altered state of consciousness so I often became frightened by them. I had another nurse step on my catheter tube, causing pain. Maybe it was an accident, but she didn't take her foot off when I pointed and groaned. Their was one good nurse who told me she believed I was a good person and that the things the others were saying were wrong. Apparently everyone was talking bad about me and making fun of my condition behind my back. I thank this one nurse for her kindness. She made me feel a lot better. If I knew her name I'd write her a letter to tell her how much it meant that there was someone in that place who thought I was not only human, but a good one. It meant a lot when she said it but I didn't respond. I regret that, but talking was still difficult due to the drugs. My mind still was not functioning properly. I wish I could thank her for that. Everyone else tried to make the experience as traumatic and miserable as possible.
They acted in ways which raised my blood pressure by causing fear, anxiety, sadness, and anger. Possible result could have been stroke or heart attack.
I could see the changes in my blood pressure when they mistreated me as the monitor updates every few minutes. They made it go up.
Here is a place to vent if you've had this misfortune. I am especially interested in hearing from anyone who was treated in such a way that it put them in possible danger. Either through treatment used, or the way they treated you as a person.
Here is my story. It happened 4 or 5 years ago.
I have experience with how the medical profession treats druggies.
Some of the things done to make me suffer or feel like trash were dangerous.
My blood pressure was severely elevated and their actions made it worse by scaring me and upsetting me.In my altered state, their scowls, aggressive movements, and acting angry was scary. Scaring and upsetting people will raise blood pressure. They should have provided a calm and accepting atmosphere and been gentle and friendly. That would have been calming and helped my blood pressure.
The experience is below:
When I OD'd on DXM and ephedra, they treated me like trash. Giving mean looks, being rude, lecturing me on how I was taking up space in the ICU that someone else could have needed. I had them treating me badly even as my blood pressure was reading 23X/15X(don't remember exact) and as this was going on it went up more to like 245/160. They were making me feel some anger but mostly sadness. That goes against their hippocratic oath to do no harm. They should have known that being hostile in words and behavior would increase my dangerously high blood pressure. Sometimes their scowls and the way they acted scared me. I was in an extremely altered state of consciousness so I often became frightened by them. I had another nurse step on my catheter tube, causing pain. Maybe it was an accident, but she didn't take her foot off when I pointed and groaned. Their was one good nurse who told me she believed I was a good person and that the things the others were saying were wrong. Apparently everyone was talking bad about me and making fun of my condition behind my back. I thank this one nurse for her kindness. She made me feel a lot better. If I knew her name I'd write her a letter to tell her how much it meant that there was someone in that place who thought I was not only human, but a good one. It meant a lot when she said it but I didn't respond. I regret that, but talking was still difficult due to the drugs. My mind still was not functioning properly. I wish I could thank her for that. Everyone else tried to make the experience as traumatic and miserable as possible.
They acted in ways which raised my blood pressure by causing fear, anxiety, sadness, and anger. Possible result could have been stroke or heart attack.
I could see the changes in my blood pressure when they mistreated me as the monitor updates every few minutes. They made it go up.