Jail Cell Pleas @ 11p
At Chair Removal Time I Was Barely Functional Until The Adrenaline Kicked In…Then…I Wanted Evidence…I Wanted Pictures…I Wanted Someone Else To See What They Had Wrought…All I Wanted Was The Truth Of What They Had Done To Me…In This Hell…It Was Too Much To Expect…THIS MUST CHANGE!!! THEREFORE…THIS WILL CHANGE!!! Required CMS (Circulation/SkinColor/etc) Checks = 0 of 4 [1 was due at 8:05; the next was due at 9:05; the next at 10:05; the next at 11:05 - the nurse didn’t even bother to check at the end of the four+ hours…wherein I cried/moaned/begged/pleaded for three+…while I came out of the chair screaming in agony…the most blood-curdling scream was when a guard touched my right wrist to help me stand up…after 4 hours in the restraint chair one’s legs are a bit numb…stiff…weak…charlie-horsed…etc…for me, due to the restraint strap/handcuff pain this was more like an inconvenience…by the way, I don’t believe the guard meant to hurt me at this point…I think he meant to help me stand up…it’s just that my wrists were so incredibly tender from the hours of circulation cut-off and the nerves being mangled that when he squeezed his hand around my wrist the intensely sharp pain sent me into the scream from hell…it’s called peripheral neuropathy…and not so funnily enough…handcuff neuropathy…]
