February 2015- A Real Trauma--- Outraged by Hospital
Treated Inhumanely, Seizure, Incontinence, BBB worms, Need Real Medical Support
Date: 6/2/2015 3:59:57 AM ( 7 y ) ... viewed 849 times
In the first week of February, I had gone to bed next to my mom. She brings me peace and comfort, knowing she is near. Well, she still was in the dark about my hyperinfection, choosing to label me delusional like the uninformed medical community. I guess if you haven't experienced hyperinfection, it is really hard to grasp. I don't understand it though because I have never been delusional in the past, why would I be now?!!! My department manager at Sak's Fifth Avenue even begged me to stay, pleaded me with a promotion. All I ever wanted was to be a fun-loving, healthy, happy mommy.
I woke up early on Feb.3 or 4th with my mother whom was getting ready for work. I had only taken my prescribed antianxiety medicine at bedtime. Well, when I woke it was horrifying and my mom was still believing that I turned delusional?!$!!!! I lost control of my bowels, incontinent, on her rug. (That is a red flag after a spine injury). Then, I could not stand, my legs were tripping underneath me. I couldn't swallow water, I couldn't get dressed, I couldn't speak. My vision felt like I was in a tunnel. It was TOTALLY TERRIFYING.
I remember my mom shoving me in the shower to clean me off. I told her that she was choking me in there. Well, what happened next disappoints me. My mom said I layed down on the couch. I think she told me to just go lay down. Unbelievably, she left to go to work. I understand she needs to work but this was an emergency situation. I went outside and saw a neighbor walking his dog; I explained to him that I wasn't okay and felt like I was having a form of seizure. He and another neighbor called 911. I certainly thought that was the best option. Wrong!
In the ER, I was treated horrendously. I presume they thought that I was trying to harm myself which I absolutely was not! I went there for help and they treated me like trash. I think a worm crossed my BBB. I'm confident of it now as I sincerely, honest to God, just felt one go over my right eye. My hyperinfection keeps reproducing. :(. I told them that I felt like I was dying. I couldn't breathe well nor speak well. They took my urine which had NO drugs nor alcohol in it, just my prescribed klonopin low dose. Yet, what did they decide to do with me?!!! They sent me back to the psych ward. For what? I had done nothing wrong! They couldn't figure out the problem so they sent me to the psych ward! That is genuinely wrong. Both God and I know that I did not deserve that.
My mom almost let me stay in the psych ward!!!!! This is because my brother does not believe me about the parasites, he never will tragically. My mother listens to my brother. Fortunately, she met with a shrink and said if I would go to him for 6 weeks of sessions on a daily basis she would get me out of the ward. Of course, I agreed. I never should have been in there though. The psychiatrist made it worse by making up a reason I went in there, he said I had dissociation. Ummm, I had a worm crossing or eating at my brain stem, or it was from the Dec fall that I sustained. He needs to reserve his mental illness labels for someone that really has that.
You can see now how I have been terrorized and traumatized by the hospital. This is why I prefer to avoid the doctors whom know nothing about parasites and avoid the despicable Lexington Medical Center! Ridiculous. How am I supposed to obtain real, medical help for the worm hyper infestation? I guess I never will. Fortunately, I have not returned to the hospital since Feb.
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