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I Had My Wheelchair Taken Away

Updated: Apr 9, 2023

I used to live at Monroe Community Hospital, which is a nursing home here in Rochester, New York. I was on the first floor. I was on a unit called Friendship 1 East.

My room was the first room on the left side of the hall. I had a roommate too. He didn't speak at all because of his acquired Disability.

One time, when I was like 19 years old, I got so drunk that MCH ended up needing to call an ambulance. I blacked out completely; and woke up at Strong Memorial Hospital.

I was naked when I woke up, all I had on was a hospital gown. I didn't know where my phone or wheelchair was. I was stuck in a bed.

When I became conscious again, SMH sent me back to MCH. I was in my room again and my wheelchair was in my room. When I got back to MCH, the administration department ordered the Nurse Manager to take my wheelchair away.

This destroyed me. This was the greatest punishment I had ever experienced in my life. I felt controlled completely. I had no autonomy or mobility at all whatsoever. I started doing what my gut told me to do.

"Expose them."

I threatened to go to a reporter. I was going to expose their abuse. They didn't think I was going to do that. They quickly took action and gave me my wheelchair back.

I never told this story but I decided to share it with you.

This is an image of a blue wheelchair. It's empty. There's no one sitting in it.

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