I have been hospitalized and in rehab for the last month and a half, insurance decided I was well enough to go home so I was told Thursday that I was being discharged. I called my wife and told her that I was coming home and to get in touch with my father and have him come get me or arrange for a ride home. I was in for a MRSA lesion that broke open on my heart. My wife called my father who refused to come get me saying that I just could not keep my mouth shut so I was going to have to get home on my own, my sister said she was going to leave for a class reunion sixty miles away in two days so she was to busy. The taxi system asked why I was in there and refused because I had a transmittable illness, MRSA, I don't know the bus routs and connections.
Because I was hauled out of my driveway by EMTs I did not have any money anyhow. My wallet was in the house.
The hospital is almost twenty miles away from my house, so when I received my discharge and was wheeled out to the front door the nurse asked where my ride was. I grabbed my cane stood up thanked her and started walking. It took me two and a half days to get home. Slept in wooded areas. Drank water from water hoses that were offered by people. By the time I got home I stank to high heaven so the first thing I did was go take a shower and clean the still stapled place where they opened my chest, it looks badly infected and feels very hot in the area.
My wife asked me what took me so long to get home, she said it is only twenty miles. After all I can walk even though I can't feel my legs. I turned saw her laughing and slapped her. Told her to start stepping, After all it was only eight hundred miles to her mothers. She called the police and my father. The police asked why I slapped her and I told them what she said and how she was laughing about it. the officer said I did not accept people laughing at me when I was in pain, but I was going to have to start accepting that people were people and were going to even make jokes about my condition, he said he should cite me but went over to my wife who was crying and asked why she was laughing about my pain.
Her answer was how ridiculous she though I was at the time, said I should have left my pride and asked one of the hospital staff to bring me home. They mostly had another six hours on their shift and family to go to at home. It would not have been right for me to ask when my own family doesn't think I am worth the trouble any more, They can wait for days to be notified I was dead, but to help a cripple to get home they can't be bothered. The officer said she thought I was cruel to the man she had an affair with, but this was just revenge from every one for my display of self worth.
My father showed up with my mother at that point and asked what happened. The officer said that I had slapped my wife and she removed the charge right then. My father said the family would see to a suitable reward for my being a jerk. I turned and tried to hit him with my cane. The officer sat me down and said it seemed that I was again the victim of abuse in the family, Just recovering from a stroke and major heart surgery and being a cripple also I should have had maximum family support.
My mother said if I had called and asked to be picked up it would have happen. I said ask dad what he said when I talked to him on Thursday. My mother did not understand that I had been discharged on Thursday. She asked how I got home, My wife said I had walked the entire distance, my mother asked my father why he had not come to pick me up and my father said he still needs to learn humility.
Everyone has now left. Charges have been dropped. My sister called and asked how it was to be home, I just said cold. I then said do not put me back in the hospital, My father said just another case of his son thinking he has rights. The officer threw up his hands and said, as far as he was concerned he hoped he was around when the whole lot of them were put in their place.
My father asked why his son should consider himself special and ask to be picked up just because he was sick, a little pain enters every ones life why did I have the right to be painless.
The officer has called FSSA. I am going to go in and lay down after fixing something to eat, My wife said she had only shopped for one so there was nothing for me. I looked at her and shoved past her. Got into the fridge and found a steak and put it on the grill. Found a leftover baked potato and put it with it as well as some peas. My wife said that was her supper. I said not any more, I have not had any thing for two days except for water. She has called her mother and told her how unfair I was being again. Her mother said that she had better stop thinking of just herself, that she just went shopping Friday with my father and had to know that I would be home.
I found out that they were hoping I was dead someplace and they would only hear about it when the police showed to tell them. My wife will go to bed hungry tonight. As far as I am concerned she can sleep in the yard. My father told my mother that I had turned into to much trouble and I need to be put into an institution for the insane, I have to many insane ideas that I should be treated with the same respect that I am asked to give others.
My side is giving up a green puss, I think I now have blood poisoning. My wife came in and asked what that stench was. That is how I know what is coming out of my side.
Because I was hauled out of my driveway by EMTs I did not have any money anyhow. My wallet was in the house.
The hospital is almost twenty miles away from my house, so when I received my discharge and was wheeled out to the front door the nurse asked where my ride was. I grabbed my cane stood up thanked her and started walking. It took me two and a half days to get home. Slept in wooded areas. Drank water from water hoses that were offered by people. By the time I got home I stank to high heaven so the first thing I did was go take a shower and clean the still stapled place where they opened my chest, it looks badly infected and feels very hot in the area.
My wife asked me what took me so long to get home, she said it is only twenty miles. After all I can walk even though I can't feel my legs. I turned saw her laughing and slapped her. Told her to start stepping, After all it was only eight hundred miles to her mothers. She called the police and my father. The police asked why I slapped her and I told them what she said and how she was laughing about it. the officer said I did not accept people laughing at me when I was in pain, but I was going to have to start accepting that people were people and were going to even make jokes about my condition, he said he should cite me but went over to my wife who was crying and asked why she was laughing about my pain.
Her answer was how ridiculous she though I was at the time, said I should have left my pride and asked one of the hospital staff to bring me home. They mostly had another six hours on their shift and family to go to at home. It would not have been right for me to ask when my own family doesn't think I am worth the trouble any more, They can wait for days to be notified I was dead, but to help a cripple to get home they can't be bothered. The officer said she thought I was cruel to the man she had an affair with, but this was just revenge from every one for my display of self worth.
My father showed up with my mother at that point and asked what happened. The officer said that I had slapped my wife and she removed the charge right then. My father said the family would see to a suitable reward for my being a jerk. I turned and tried to hit him with my cane. The officer sat me down and said it seemed that I was again the victim of abuse in the family, Just recovering from a stroke and major heart surgery and being a cripple also I should have had maximum family support.
My mother said if I had called and asked to be picked up it would have happen. I said ask dad what he said when I talked to him on Thursday. My mother did not understand that I had been discharged on Thursday. She asked how I got home, My wife said I had walked the entire distance, my mother asked my father why he had not come to pick me up and my father said he still needs to learn humility.
Everyone has now left. Charges have been dropped. My sister called and asked how it was to be home, I just said cold. I then said do not put me back in the hospital, My father said just another case of his son thinking he has rights. The officer threw up his hands and said, as far as he was concerned he hoped he was around when the whole lot of them were put in their place.
My father asked why his son should consider himself special and ask to be picked up just because he was sick, a little pain enters every ones life why did I have the right to be painless.
The officer has called FSSA. I am going to go in and lay down after fixing something to eat, My wife said she had only shopped for one so there was nothing for me. I looked at her and shoved past her. Got into the fridge and found a steak and put it on the grill. Found a leftover baked potato and put it with it as well as some peas. My wife said that was her supper. I said not any more, I have not had any thing for two days except for water. She has called her mother and told her how unfair I was being again. Her mother said that she had better stop thinking of just herself, that she just went shopping Friday with my father and had to know that I would be home.
I found out that they were hoping I was dead someplace and they would only hear about it when the police showed to tell them. My wife will go to bed hungry tonight. As far as I am concerned she can sleep in the yard. My father told my mother that I had turned into to much trouble and I need to be put into an institution for the insane, I have to many insane ideas that I should be treated with the same respect that I am asked to give others.
My side is giving up a green puss, I think I now have blood poisoning. My wife came in and asked what that stench was. That is how I know what is coming out of my side.
