I was watching a news story on TV tonight about the hospitals in my city reaching ‘crisis point’ today, whereby hospitals were overcrowded and ambulances were having to queue up outside Emergency Departments. I then found this and this article on the ‘net, reporting on the same issue.
Although I wasn’t in hospital today when it is said to have reached ‘crisis point’, I was there less than three weeks ago. Occupying a bed. Using up much-needed resources. Resources which could’ve been directed to those who deserve to receive hospital treatment because they’re actually sick. Unlike me, who overdosed and therefore brought this on myself.
Quotes such as these don’t really aid in easing my guilt;
He [the Health Department director general] is urging the community to think twice about attending emergency departments and to seek alternative care for non-emergencies.
I think this confirms for me what I was already thinking- that I am a shit person, a waste of space, waste of resources, I’m inconsiderate of the needs of others etc. etc. I could go on, but I think you get the point.
Maybe I should have just let the paracetamol damage my liver- it’d be no less than what I deserve.