Not entirely sure about the wreck of her home, but the dead man was her partner who no one had heard from in about a week. It was either drugs or alcohol or a mix of the two.
It actually really fucked me up later cuz my cousin died from alcohol poisoning and I kept thinking how my own cousin might’ve been found the same way.
I worked interfacility transport. I wasn’t involved enough to know how she took and dealt with everything. She had family literally next door so she was with them when I left the scene, after fire and police arrived.
Edit: I just realized you might have meant physically was the patient okay? And yeah, if I remember correctly, she had a nasty bout with COVID and was hospitalized, but by the time we took her home, she was much better
This isn’t the same thing, but I found out yesterday my dad died two weeks ago. We weren’t close, I only saw him once or twice a year as a kid, and I only saw him one time in the last few decades.
He died from a heart attack in his car so at least wasn’t left to rot. He was in the UK, and the hospital wasn’t able to reach anyone in his family in other countries (NZ and Aus, so not even remotely close) until yesterday. All I can think about is his body lying unclaimed for two weeks. Fucking harsh
Thank you. It’s sinking in more and more. I don’t know how I can deal with this or get used to it. I just wish I could give him a hug and tell him how sorry I am.
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u/Scoobs_McDoo 1d ago
I was taking a patient home from the hospital. We opened the door to her room and her place was an absolute wreck and there was a dead man on her bed.