happyandsober
Junior Member
What is the name of your state (only U.S. law)? Oklahoma
This all started June 1st, 2011. For the prior two years, I had been addicted to heroin. I was arrested on some theft charges, and about 48 hours into my withdrawal trapped inside of a jail cell -- I black out. Next thing I know it is June 7th, and I wake up to being flipped over onto my stomach -- and some sort of shot was given to me in my butt. I was covered in my own feces and urine, on the floor in an empty cell in what they called a "suicide watch room". Whenever I woke up, that told me that they had no idea what was wrong with me, and wasn't sure if I was going to wake up or not. They forced me to stay in their medical jail cell area for another two days -- and refused to let me talk to the doctor about being on their opiate protocol (Clonodine and Vistiril I believe). The story that I was told later by another guard at the jail (I have his name, and he is willing to tell his story. We'll call him "Jack") They said they left me passed out in the general population pod a few days, before another guard had asked Jack to come look at me, apparently I was on the floor with my eyes rolling in the back of my head, with a pile of drool around me -- the officer asked if he thought I should recieve medical care, or if I would snap out of it. Is any of this worth pursuing? I felt like as if my life could have ended due to inadequite medical care, because there were several people that died the same week that I was in there -- for the same thing (drug and alcohol withdrawals)
P.S. I now have over a year clean and sober!
This all started June 1st, 2011. For the prior two years, I had been addicted to heroin. I was arrested on some theft charges, and about 48 hours into my withdrawal trapped inside of a jail cell -- I black out. Next thing I know it is June 7th, and I wake up to being flipped over onto my stomach -- and some sort of shot was given to me in my butt. I was covered in my own feces and urine, on the floor in an empty cell in what they called a "suicide watch room". Whenever I woke up, that told me that they had no idea what was wrong with me, and wasn't sure if I was going to wake up or not. They forced me to stay in their medical jail cell area for another two days -- and refused to let me talk to the doctor about being on their opiate protocol (Clonodine and Vistiril I believe). The story that I was told later by another guard at the jail (I have his name, and he is willing to tell his story. We'll call him "Jack") They said they left me passed out in the general population pod a few days, before another guard had asked Jack to come look at me, apparently I was on the floor with my eyes rolling in the back of my head, with a pile of drool around me -- the officer asked if he thought I should recieve medical care, or if I would snap out of it. Is any of this worth pursuing? I felt like as if my life could have ended due to inadequite medical care, because there were several people that died the same week that I was in there -- for the same thing (drug and alcohol withdrawals)
P.S. I now have over a year clean and sober!
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