The time I think my stalker pretended or hired someone to be a doctor at Parkland (Part 2: The day of)
After the events of the night at the bar, and I'm going to just skip ahead a bit because I'm too exhausted top recount all that happened after he had me kicked out of the place, I was so tired. I was sick and had trouble thinking, there was so much pain in my body and chest and I had a little trouble breathing. Basically, the same symptoms I have after I've been poisoned, I just didn't know that that was what was going on at the time.
I was so out of it, to the point that I kind of just wondered around the area.
At one point I stated to go to the Parkland ER, but as I started walking over there it would occur to me that every time I went that direction I remembered that they weren't able to figure out what was wrong with me.
After wondering around a but I decided I really needed medical attention but was not able to make it to the ER. I passed by a Parkland building at 2422 Butler, and decided to make my way to the front do to see if there was anyone there who could help me.
There wasn't, and I was too tired I was unable to walk any more. So I passed out at the door to that building in hopes that a medical professional or other employee could help me when they opened in the morning.
"Cops" found me the next morning, I think they were some actors hired by him because they didn't behave like cops. They shook me awake, and when I told them I needed an ambulance while I was half passing out, they kept shaking me and asking why, I couldn't form the thoughts needed to explain why I was passing out places, because I still didn't know what was wrong with me and why U was stuck all the time.
Ambulance came, paramedics get me on the stretcher and down the ramp to the front of the building when one of them got a phone call. They told everyone there, the cops and paramedics, that we needed to hold up because the doctor was on his way. They never said a name.
When the doctor arrived he said he was MY DOCTOR. My doctor wouldn't have known I was even there. He stood behind he the entire time, but sounded like Ely.
He told them he would follow them to the hospital where they took me to Parkland ER through the ambulatory entrance.
At the reception desk just inside the man at the computer tried to get my information while the doctor (Ely most likely) kept trying to tell them he was my doctor. I only got a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye. He was wearing a white coat I think, and was about the right size and stature to be Ely. But that's all I was able to make it because my vision was a bit fuzzy from whatever was making me sick.
They took me to triage, at this point I was terrified. I was afraid that if he got in with me he might try to inject me with something, try to actually "practice" medicine on me and kill me. And if they got the IV in me first, which I was certain they would do at triage due to my experience going into the ER so many times in just a month by that point for the symptoms I was having, I am very squeamish and would be able to pull it out myself to get away later.
I got up of the stretcher before they could stick me with an excuse that I needed to put my hair up my ponytail abs headed to the bathroom. They were very insistent that I get back to triage, so instead of going into the bathroom so I could think of how to get away, I made a B line to the exit and got out of there.
