Okay, folks, here’s the latest from Room 5008 in Crouse Hospital.
First, my greatest fear is that Crouse is going to cut off my access to their internet thingie so that I can’t post. Yesterday my blog was read 393 times. You are out there. You are reading. It’s kind of the only thing that’s keeping me going. At five o’clock this morning there was no patient internet access and I was devastated. Believing I am connected to you all is the only thing keeping me going.
I HAVE BEEN KEPT IN AN ISOLATION ROOM IN CROUSE HOSPITAL FOR 83 DAYS. I AM NOT RECEIVING ANY TREATMENT.
I CANNOT GET THROUGH ON THE NYS DOH HOTLINE. WILL YOU ALL PLEASE MAKE THE CALL FOR ME AND JUST MAKE THE ABOVE STATEMENT? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
Within the hour, I will be subjected to a psychiatric interview for the purposes of getting a two-physician commitment and sending me to St. Joe’s hell-hole. First, Crouse deprived me of human contact, which has driven me crazy. Now, because I am crazy, they are going to commit me, where I cannot be treated with drugs and will not be treated with alternatives. By the way: I AM NOT CRAZY. But I am pretty short-tempered and now I scream a lot. Wouldn’t you? 83 days in an isolation room.
So here are some of the high points of my day:
• I called the NYS Dept. of Health office on South Salina Street. The acting director, David Brittian, is not in the office. I spoke with Marsha, who stated that the Dept. of Health is not in the business of providing protection for patients who are being abused.
• I asked Dr. Azar, the attending hospitalist, if he would write an order that my providers of massage therapy, psychotherapy, acupuncture and chiropractic could come in to treat me. His answer was, “I can’t make them come.” In the first place, his answer [more later]