I am quite new here and on the 2nd time on this site I posted a NEED ADVICE.
I have been having numerous issue with my new neighbors. I am new to the area, as I changed people, places and things right out of treatment March 24th 2020.
Unfortunately, the issue is hearsay and circumstantial…I can’t do damn thing about it legally.
On the night of the 26th( last week) I called 911 as I felt unsafe and trapped. Two police officers showed up and I explained my situation. I was taken to the ER via cop car( I have never been in one) and waiting was a counselor that had talked to me on an officer’s phone before going to the ER.
I asked immediately to have a UA done as the main issue with neighbors, is they are constantly talking loud enough so I can hear them calling me a meth head a far worse.
My UA first came up cloudy. They asked for another and I could not go. They wanted to use a catheter to collect a sample. I am a survivor from sexual assault lasting a year back in 2007 by an x. That procedure lasted 1 minutes as I yelled stop and in tears having flashbacks.
An hour later I gave another sample. By this point much of the staff ignored me and the 2 police officer’s literally stood next to my room waiting for result.
It took them 1 1\2, and not even the doctor told me. A DVR personal said it was positive for cocaine. There are NO words to describe how I was feeling. I have never cried so hard. The thought of false negative result was horrific. The thought of any ANY kind of drugs, NOT conducive my recovery and in my body,
Shook me to the core.
Between all the time I was ignored and quietly laying on the gurney sobbing, a team was going through records from 2006 as I overheard them asking for my chart from Overlake Hospital, were I was a patient back in 2006. They dug up everything that related to me either in active use or just recently in treatment. With all they gathered and ignoring me and not allowing another UA, I was asked what treatment facility I would like to go to.
I said…NONE…And I asked…Why on earth would I come to the ER, demanding a UA and in an obvious state of fear if I knew I was using??? He replied, I don’t know what to tell you and shook his head. I said… Then you are not doing you job.
My rights were read to me and he left the room. I was then transported via aid car 4 hours away to Spokane Detox. I immediately asked for a UA! NEGATIVE!!! The staff was amazing.
During my 3 days there, I met some of the most beautiful and amazing women during a very tough time in their life. That was me 3 months and 14 days ago!!! We all became fast friends I learned so much from them as they did for me. Hugs and love came out of that. That is how I CHOSE to handle the entire situation. God put me there for many reasons.
Today I saw my primary doctor. With the research I have done since being home, I have found several discrepancies that should have never happened. Today, and in life of recovery, I have a voice. I am proud of my recovery. And NO ONE is going to get in the way of it.
Today, I am not just speaking for myself in this situation. I am speaking for EVERYONE who is in RECOVERY no matter what that is. For EVERYONE in which Domestic Violence changed their life. For EVERYONE in which sexual related abuse, changed their life. Every human being who has a story needs to be heard and not judged based on words on paper. I speak for ALL of us. And sadly, I speak for those who will never be able to speak.
…meth has been my drug of choice for years. The last time I even used cocaine was in 2006. Those records must have been over looked.
Today…3 months 14 days and 7 hours!!!