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Where my Trauma started



             As I laid on the floor, I hope and prayed it wouldn't turn out to be more. As eyes drew heavy and I was so hot. If you could think of how a microwave cooks things from the inside out. That's how I felt. Sweat was just pouring off of me. My wife called 911 as I laid there and rested. She gathered all the cats, so that they wouldn't run outside. They would of have let them out by the way they treated me as an human that was a child. I was laying on the floor as my mom came in. At this point the ambulance people are ready to show up. My mom was waving me down with a fan, the one she made out of a book. She fell to her knees when she got here. If you could have only see that look. It was like the strength of my families life just drain from them. The more sick I felt the more I drained their soul.  The paramedics are horrible. They didn't help me to the stretcher, they also didn't want me to put my sandal on. I was told I would be fine walking out so they let me go. and then put me in the ambulance. I had seen this man before. I had an emergency a couple months before, the same paramedic treated me terrible. I was so nauseated and hot and I didn't want to puke. I asked kindly if he could give me an anti nausea. With a stern reply of Yes! But you need to take your temperature. Well sir how am I supposed to do that. I felt like I was gonna yack. He kept repetitively trying to stick the thermometer down my throat, I begged and pleaded for him to help me out. As he slid one in my mouth he shoved the thermometer as well in my mouth. The pill was pushed all over my face as he held the temperature thermometer in my mouth. I begged and pleated for him to be nice. I said " last time you picked me up, you were not nice. So please be nice to be because I don't feel good and I am hot " We road up to the hospital and he told me he was going to let me in the waiting room, my heart started to flutter, I started to panic, I was crying as he took me out of the ambulance they brought me in the ER. Best believe when they put me in a room, it was at the back.

            As the first ER nurse came in,  put a shitty IV in. I was laying there soaked in sweat. I was having the cold sweats oh so bad. As I lay there just to try and stay warm. My IV came out from me when I moved my arm. The blood stained the blanket and my arm. 

 To be continued....

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