Category: The Shower Accident 11/14/25

“To shame, disregard, and mistreat a patient in honest need?”

There is no sunnyside up when
More mistreatment in “society”

The silver lining being no bleeding
And deeper bonding with children

The paramedics, except one, did not want to take her seriously.

And right when they arrived at the hospital’s exchanging, her being felt that she was not being transferred into safe keeping.

Immediately, the intake male nurse disregarded the pain and difficultties that she was having.

He made her further hurt herself by refusing to help her reattempt on her own to get into the wheelchair in his disregard’s treating her inhumanely.

Until she refused to try anymore until they brought someone who had any decency.

An older woman arrived, and for no provocation they’d also brought security.

The older woman stepped in front of her and to the right – and then the patient could grip and position herself where they wanted her to be.

The older woman hummed softly as she pushed her to a room where she could lay down again to manage the pain and imbalanced fluid exchange.

A brief blessing of kind compassion that help her reorient and keep trying to self stabilize.

It was a room reserved for mental patients, with cameras and a lockable closing door, where she could hear the nursing staff loudly joking at the ER station and one later said after she pressed the help button – “As if there isn’t someone down the way who is actually dying!”

At that point, she got help to call her eldest, because they didn’t seem to care or believe that she was dealing with brain trauma.

And while she was waiting, she finally began recording how loud and irreverent they were all being generally, irregardless of the fact people were there, hurt and dying.

They must’ve seen and heard her on the cameras, etc., because suddenly the noise got quieter.

And once her eldest arrived, they became more respectful and her eldest helped advocate for another scan against the doctor’s resistance to ensure that the sudden onset of symptoms did not include further risk from hemoraging.

‘Please take me to a different hospital if needed in the future,’ she requested to her eldest at the end.

Nothing like being confused and terrified with people making it worse by refusing to help as gaslighting.”

She saw a sign saying”Bernard Malamud, ‘A New Life,’ and recognized that a new life was what she was indeed heading toward.

But she didn’t want to read the book because she was tired of so much messaging pounding upon her from every angle to get her to let it have its influence.

The title itself enough reinforced the truth  of what she was wrestling with – for certainly, there was no going back to what she’d had or was before.”

“It’s never going to get better – is it?!

It’s always going to hurt.

I’ll just get hurt again.

And I’ll always be screaming inside when any movement I do is trying to tear me apart – over and over, again!”

She was reinjured and caught within a next level pain trap attempting to break down her ability to reclaim independent functioning.

Why was she being interfered with?

Why was she being pounded upon?

This was no way to garner her submission!

“The fall’s effects could be seen as an extra layer of deterent toward continuing with school.

But I was already looking at this regarding winter and spring, considering other priorities.”

“I’ve been taking my time in order to track my safety’s condition.

Eyes are beginning to twitch and pain is returning – time to spread my wings!”

“Ummm…yeah…

Hard to keep stability, thus hard to feel  stabile – but I’m doin’ my best.

Pretty sure the new head injury is contributing.”

“Of injuries, what can be said?”

“The sun is out for a moment, basking my left shoulder, neck, and face with its healing rays – penetrating to wounds with its forgiveness.”

“I just cannot handle additional levels of pain to the load that I’ve already been carrying..”