It really sucks. Nearly a month ago mixed a bottle of gin, liter of energy drink and a light painkillers which I usually use in my period.
Got drunk, had fun, everything was okay. The next day I woke up with terrible hangover, drank some water and began to vomit with water and bile.
For the day long I couldn't drink even a small sip of water because of the vomit. Tried to take pills - they were useless because of the same reason.
In the evening I felt better, drank a small cup of water without the consequences and decided to cheer up with my own method - a bottle of champagne with energy drink. I know, I'm an idiot but I did it even though I had a terrible diarrhea.
In two hours things got worse. I felt terrible, vomited with vater and bile every fucking 2 minutes. I literally had nothing to vomit with, couldn't drink even a sip of vater.
It ended up with my terrible shame - I was fucking lying on the floor in my own shit and vomit and couldn't even move. Despite of this, a was pretty sure I'd get better and clean everything up. It was terribly cold, I was feeling numb and chaotically shaking but couldn't move even a hand at the direction I need.
Suddenly a terrible pain all over my body began, I can't even say what exactly hurt but it was unbearable and was getting worse and worse. I doubt, was it my luck or not, but my phone was near and I called the ER. My plan was to ask them for painkillers and to refuse of the hospitalization. Assholes didn't even listen to me, took me to the hospital and for all the way long were asking provocative questions about mess and empty bottles in my room, drugs, scars. Bet they had a good time humiliating me.
They put me in resuscitation however I thought it was something like detoxing. The main difference is that I can refuse of medical help and go home from toxicology but hospital bitches can legally force me to stay in resuscitation.
Medical workers were so rude and toxic, were insulting and humiliating me, asking the same provocative questions about booze, drugs and scars. I tried to argue, wanted to write a refuse and go home (I didn't understand it was resuscitation). And a catheter in your urethra is the worst and the most humiliating thing I've ever experienced. Later a nurse explained me where I was and said that they would let me out only when the dropping glass would be over. I was lying in this shithole for 8 fucking hours.
I felt better but was forced to stay here for the next day. I don't know what the fuck it was but doctors did all their best not to let me go. When I was asking for a document to refuse of medical help, they were sending me to different workers who wasn't even responsible for this shit, my doctor tried to scare me talking about dehydratation, shock and being nearly dead, someone started a gossip that I'm a drug addict and every bitch asked me about it.
The next day I started a fray and finally left this horrible place, even though I still having strange pains in my body, used to pass out in public two or three times and was sleeping for the most of the day whole next week.
