10-09-2020, 10:32 AM
PHASE 6: Things beyond my comprehension abilities, throwing in the towel, getting the towel back to me and the relapse.
Okay. Friday noon now. It was my big day the day before yesterday, wednesday. New x-rays, meeting with a doctor, meeting with a physiotherapist and some nurses.
Scheduled taxi did not show up. These are welfare taxis, i pay 25 euros from my own pocket and the welfare covers the rest. I waited 45 minutes in the rain, returned home, called the hospital "what now?" i was instructed to try to call the welfare taxi center again, they can see me at the hospital later the same day. Line was busy... and busy... total struggle to get through. I got through finally, and they said that they will call me if they have any available taxis.
After 20 minutes, some dude called, "5 minutes and i am at your door to pick you up" I was like "Alright, i come in front of my apartment building to wait" That went as planned. In the taxi i made calls to the hospital... line busy... i got my call through and they said "We don't know if we have time to take your x-rays today, or if you can see any of our staff, but come anyway"
I got there, at the hospital. Mandatory corona masks. As an asthmatic, breathing was a struggle and my mental state was shattered. They got my x-rays, but told me that there is no time to meet doctors or physio or nurses. I was like "Whatever, but is there any nurse around here who would have 5 minutes for me, i got my anti-psychotic injection with me and it is already one week late and i was supposed to get it today" Well that was out of the question. Then my return taxi came
Mom wanted me to call there and arrange this and schedule this and i said not now. Not anything. Then i slept for about 24 hours and woke up when the mail came. Letter from the police, asking me to be in contact. I called right away and the detective asked me about the accident and if i admit or deny guilt. I said "Well, 2,4 per mill of alcohol in my bloodstream then, i did not use the pedestrian crossing, i think we both know that i am the one to blame, officer" Then he asked about my injuries and i told about the broken bones and staying at home for 6 weeks in a row. Then he said that "Sounds like you have already received your punishment, i will not send you a ticket, i will let you off with a warning and end the criminal investigation right now" I thanked the officer for being understanding.
Thursday came. I called the health clinic for injection appointment. They would have scheduled me right away but i said that i need welfare taxi to move, and it needs to be scheduled previous day. So my appointment was today, Friday. I did not schedule the taxi, they can't be trusted. I decided that i will try the bus. Made it, quite painlessly actually. Mandatory corona masks at the health clinic of course but the nurse was a really pleasant person. It was nice to talk to a real human in real life, even as it was health issues, physical and mental.
I left the place, threw away the mask and got booze and beer.
So many of you have prayed for me. So many of you have supported. And i failed you all. I can only apologize, and i hereby officially do it now: I, Finspiracy, Apologize.
-Fin
Certified loser, and a weak man.
Okay. Friday noon now. It was my big day the day before yesterday, wednesday. New x-rays, meeting with a doctor, meeting with a physiotherapist and some nurses.
Scheduled taxi did not show up. These are welfare taxis, i pay 25 euros from my own pocket and the welfare covers the rest. I waited 45 minutes in the rain, returned home, called the hospital "what now?" i was instructed to try to call the welfare taxi center again, they can see me at the hospital later the same day. Line was busy... and busy... total struggle to get through. I got through finally, and they said that they will call me if they have any available taxis.
After 20 minutes, some dude called, "5 minutes and i am at your door to pick you up" I was like "Alright, i come in front of my apartment building to wait" That went as planned. In the taxi i made calls to the hospital... line busy... i got my call through and they said "We don't know if we have time to take your x-rays today, or if you can see any of our staff, but come anyway"
I got there, at the hospital. Mandatory corona masks. As an asthmatic, breathing was a struggle and my mental state was shattered. They got my x-rays, but told me that there is no time to meet doctors or physio or nurses. I was like "Whatever, but is there any nurse around here who would have 5 minutes for me, i got my anti-psychotic injection with me and it is already one week late and i was supposed to get it today" Well that was out of the question. Then my return taxi came
Mom wanted me to call there and arrange this and schedule this and i said not now. Not anything. Then i slept for about 24 hours and woke up when the mail came. Letter from the police, asking me to be in contact. I called right away and the detective asked me about the accident and if i admit or deny guilt. I said "Well, 2,4 per mill of alcohol in my bloodstream then, i did not use the pedestrian crossing, i think we both know that i am the one to blame, officer" Then he asked about my injuries and i told about the broken bones and staying at home for 6 weeks in a row. Then he said that "Sounds like you have already received your punishment, i will not send you a ticket, i will let you off with a warning and end the criminal investigation right now" I thanked the officer for being understanding.
Thursday came. I called the health clinic for injection appointment. They would have scheduled me right away but i said that i need welfare taxi to move, and it needs to be scheduled previous day. So my appointment was today, Friday. I did not schedule the taxi, they can't be trusted. I decided that i will try the bus. Made it, quite painlessly actually. Mandatory corona masks at the health clinic of course but the nurse was a really pleasant person. It was nice to talk to a real human in real life, even as it was health issues, physical and mental.
I left the place, threw away the mask and got booze and beer.
So many of you have prayed for me. So many of you have supported. And i failed you all. I can only apologize, and i hereby officially do it now: I, Finspiracy, Apologize.
-Fin
Certified loser, and a weak man.
"Man is fully responsible for his nature and his choices."
-Jean-Paul Sartre
-Jean-Paul Sartre