To be hurt about how I was spoken to by a&e nurse

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She said to me don’t come to hospital. So I replied what else was I meant to do if I needed treatment for a self harm related injury. She replied “do something normal” I know the are under pressure and I’m never abusive and just sit and wait so I don’t really feel she had any right to be so horrible

walk a mile in their shoes

It can work that way. A relative spent about a year admitting themselves and walking away again. It was very bizarre and I never understood it. But worked for them to some extent. They never seemed to have any treatment tho. Just a bed!!!!!! But it was an nhs MH hospital I used to pass regularly.

MH hospitals only really provide medication.

but as somebody who has been sectioned several times and gone in voluntarily several more, it does not work like that. You heed MH professionals to agree to it and in my instance, I’m currently the worst I have ever been but am not allowed to go into hospital. My family have begged for me to be admitted. The crap being peddled on this thread is astounding.

Sorry to hear what you’re going through. I’m also the worst I’ve been and they would refuse hospital admission if I was to ask as they did a few months back starting hospital doesn’t work. It’s really not easy to be admitted

I still vividly remember my last suicide attempt.

Tbh I was extremely unwell and in an abusive relationship at the time. And whilst I hadn't specifically planned to attempt at that point in time I always had with me a Ziploc bag containg basically a bit of every medication I'd ever been on...more of a ....just in case I need to die today kind of thing.

Well it happened, I broke, I took it all. And would have been happy with that. But then my ex realised what I'd done, went off on one at me and called an ambulance.

The paramedics actually were amazingly kind and lovely to me. Unfortunately once I got to the hospital I was sorting of out in a side ward...and basically left to itm they didn't administer anything like activated charcoal or anything like that (though tbh I'm not actually sure what the proper protocol is with an OD on mixed medications) they were every busy but as at the time I also unfortunately had a BPD diagnosis on my notes I was very much treated like just another attention seeking woman.

I til I started fitting, lost consciousness, had to be shocked and then ended up intubated. Came round the next day with the tube still in my throat.

I still 17 years later wonder of I might not have almost died if they hadn't treated me like an attention seeker and administered any treatment.

Though that said it left me with such severe medical PTSD I've never attempted since. Also just seeing the brokeness and pain in my parents eyes just killed me more than the depression, I told myself I couldn't put them through it again.