Hospital Visit

I went to the hospital. I was swollen all over the place. Both of my ears and stuff is affected. I’m trying to tell the hospital like what is going on about this black mold in this facility. Every time you mentioned mold they shut it down.

Then he did a couple of things. “Oh, you fine,” and this and that. Then I tell him I need to see somebody, but we can’t mention what’s going on with us. Like we go get to the hospital, it don’t even make it to the hospital. Like I’m sitting up here, ain’t had no antibodies, no nothing. Both of my ears is running infected.

They saw this. He was like, “I don’t even want to touch this.” He said, “This has been going on too long. I don’t want no parts of it.” That’s what the doctor said at the hospital.

This is crazy. I don’t even know what to do no more. My mind, I’m losing my mind. They sitting up here not helping us, telling us like everything is fake. You can just look at me and tell something wrong? All of these staff, everybody always everyday asking me like, “Who is, this ain’t Clark,” looking at me like, “What the hell?”

This is sad. Even the doctor here telling me, “Oh, it’s your mold allergies. You gotta get outta here.” [inaudible] so I can get the right help! Like my body is failing. Every time I walk, I still walk, my bones and my body is like- my whole body is aching in so much pain. Like I’m trying to ignore it. I’m trying not to think about it. I’m tired. I’m so tired. They just playing games in here.

But this is ridiculous, like I can’t even wear- I had to wear my slippers because my feet so swollen, running fluid. They seen all this. It’s no way, and they may still want to send me all of the stuff that they know is not it. They know the place’s killing us. They don’t want us to mention- we can’t mention mold to the hospital. Black mold can kill you. The hospital don’t care. When we talk about that, we got to talk about something else. Like this is crazy.

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