Help Never Comes

 My doc said to go to the ER

I knew it would be a waste
But I needed to find out
Why my brain is so broken.

So, I went prepared
With an eye mask
And headphones
And sent my dog to daycare.

Two hours in,
I still haven't been called
And I'm in my wheelchair
Being destroyed by ME/CFS

I asked for a quieter,
Darker room
Away from the woman yelling
And the babies crying.

I tell them I'm crashing.
This is a medical crisis.
If I don't find a safe space,
I will need to go home.

They don't listen to me
Nor my husband
We're being dismissed and lied to
As I'm wasting away.

Three hours in my husband
Tells them I'm too sick
To be at the Emergency Room.
They just take me off the list.

I mean nothing to them.
Just another number.
I was so upset I cried in front of them
And they just shood me away.

I was so humiliated
So broken
So sick
I wanted to die.

Today I'm in bed
I probably won't be able
To get up for weeks,
Unable to find answers.

And the ER staff will keep going,
Dismissing people,
Treating them like a burden,
Never truly seeing them dying.