Its all what I been up too. I haven't really been posting much here on UER, mostly on my page, but I miss you guys so this is a little of what's been up.
We camped out here, I'm sure you've seen this place. Its quite a hike to this spot and camping out here made me realize I really am ready for the end of the world. We had permission to spend the night, and the caretaker of the proper is an awesome guy. Drank beer, cooked already cooked bacon on an open fire, and explored the hell outta this place.
One of the stranger things we've come across in a vacant film school..
Third floor of an abandoned lunatic asylum. The ceiling was completely gone. The breeze felt good on the 103 degree day. I couldn't imagine how the "patients" there felt on the third floor with slits for windows.
10th floor of the hospital.
Biohazardy stuff.
Broken vials of blood. Everywhere..
This photo was actually an accident.
Thousands of patient files, X rays, reports, ect.
A brief story about one of the files I got to read.
I’d like to share with you a story about a man named Doug. I have never met him, but I feel like I know him too well. His story is just one of thousands that are tucked away in folders throughout abandoned hospitals across the country.
On September 25th 1993 a 36 year old man who we will call Doug, checked himself into this now dilapidated hospital. This wasn’t his first time seeking help, but his second. Doug had checked himself in to go through a detox process after attempting to quit his daily drug routine of over 20 years. He had completely stopped using heroin and cocaine and was now suffering from severe withdrawal symptoms which the doctor described as, “Extremely irritable, cold sweats, and profuse shaking.” After being checked in and given a decreased amount of methadone, doctors probed a bit into Doug’s background.
Doug was unemployed, recently divorced with one child and lived at home with his mother. His drug abuse started at the age of 13 where he would use with his friends. As time progressed, doing drugs socially became something he needed to do, rather than wanted to do. He would drink 6-8 beers every day and had done so for 20 years, He had been using heroin for the past 7 years, and had smoked 1-2 packs per day for the past 12 years.
Two months prior to seeking help Doug was using 4 bags of heroin and one bag of cocaine daily. His body began to get weaker and his addiction stronger. When asked why he admitted himself to detox he stated he “Wants to quit, wants help, might end up killing himself.” He began stealing from his family to support his habit and didn’t want to hurt his family anymore. Official diagnoses from the doctor listed him as suffering from alcohol abuse, malnutrition, and Lymphocytopenia. He was 5’10 148lbs.
Records show that over his 4 days stay at the detox clinic Doug progressed well and was very cooperative. He was eager to get better, and was following the exercise and dietary plans provided to him. On September 29th he checked out and had completed the program. That was the last entry in his record.
For me, this feels like a story that just ends abruptly. Was this a milestone of sobriety in this man’s life? Or did he relapse once again? Where is he now? Maybe I’m too curious, but finding stories like this is what drives me to go to these places.
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