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They ran a stress test on me, an ekg and everything came back fine. The dr. came in expressing he's really worried about me because of my stress level, and asked me if i would speak with the psychologist before I leave. I agreed, thinking that's all it was going to be. Getting "cleared" to go home.
THEN. The nurse came in with the green jumpsuit for me. i flipped out. That's not what I came for! They argued with me and I was not giving in. They called security. Well, in some of my blog, I am coming across new flashbacks/memories and am finding out a cop was involved somehow, but I'm not sure how.
Having the rent-a-cop there threw me into complete flashback mode. I screamed for him to get out of my room, and requested they call my psychiatrist/psychologist. The rentacop came closer and closer and I came out Swinging! :shy:/>
Hit the rentacop in the face. (full-fisted I might add - wow is my right hook awesome)...next thing I know, I'm face down on the floor being stuffed & cuffed. Tossed down in the holding area and they 302'd me. I talked to the Dr. from the ER that evening (still thinking I was going home) and he went on about how I told him I was suicidal, etc. I never said that! I went in for chest pains! I told him to call my Therapist or Psychiatrist and they will help explain. He said - I did....and they recommended I have you commited. GRRRRRR
Next, I was strip searched for narcotics, and tossed (literally tossed) into a room with no windows, white walls and a matress on the floor. Then moved, to the Psych ward....same type of room.
Finally, I was able to explain to psychiatrist once I was there that I was in a flashback and the ER Dr. wouldn't listen to me rationally when I tried to explain what was happening, and they downgraded it to a 201 out of pity. FINE BY ME!!!!
No charges were filed and I just got home today. had a nice long chat with my T this evening to discuss my adventure. I wrote him a pretty nasty letter while in my cell regarding how could he do this to me, i trusted him to be on my side etc......I let him read it and he even laughed about some of my phrasing to tell him off.
He then explained to me that he couldn't have had me 302'd because he wasn't there, so he was legally not allowed to do that... and that ER Dr. lied to me. GRRRRRRRR How dare an ER Dr. Use the relationship of a patient/Psychologist against eachother???? Didn't he even realize what he could have jeopardized by doing that? What he almost DID jeopardize???????
Just a rant....Hope you enjoyed my adventure. I didn't, but at least I can laugh about it now.
Source: Back from my stint of 302'd!