someone punch me in the face please
is this real life
If you recall this post I made earlier this week about my grandfather, here is the entire, infuriating story. Only a few hours ago I had decided not to talk about this, but it CANNOT GO UNNOTICED.
Last Wednesday night Emilio was taken to the hospital via ambulance for chest pain. His neighbors called 911 but couldn’t tell us where he was taken. It wasn’t until Friday that we were made aware of this, and tried contacting MedStar Harbor Hospital in Baltimore about his whereabouts.
According to Harbor Hospital, Emilio was admitted to the hospital at 2:27 PM and released only a half hour later at 3:00pm. So, here it is, Friday evening, and the man isn’t at home, he hasn’t been seen in days. We call Harbor Hospital several times (3, exactly). Saturday morning, we call the police and file a missing persons report. I recall the police officer returning to his vehicle and making several calls: Harbor Hospital, Mercy Hospital, St. Agnes, the morgue. Yet again, Emilio was nowhere to be found.
Picture: a feeble, 69 year old black man, confused and can barely walk. Speaks English but incredibly hard to understand. Carrying approximately 10 bottles of heavy medication with him and possibly around 500$. Let me also include the fact that he is a Cuban refugee, and not a citizen of the united states.
The missing persons report is filed and the weekend detective is on the case. He sends us the missing persons flyer which I promptly posted on tumblr (its late in the night already). About two hours later, and several phone conversations with the detective, Emilio is found..!
He was at Harbor Hospital.
He was at Harbor Hospital THE ENTIRE TIME.
HE WAS AT HARBOR HOSPITAL THE ENTIRE TIME.
He was admitted to the hospital at 3:00pm on that Wednesday He was never RELEASED, he was ADMITTED, but apparently, this was too much information for Harbor’s computers to handle, or rather, their employees. We are told now that he is in the ICU, with liver and kidney failure, along with a bladder infection. He is in a medically induced coma.
On Monday, my mother makes her way to Harbor Hospital to see him and speak with his doctors. She signs all of the paperwork to have him admitted to Hospice and crosses off my grandmothers name as Emilio’s emergency contact and replaces it with her own. This was at approximately 3:30pm on Monday evening.
Nana, my grandmother, had a stroke this passed October. She cannot speak. She cannot walk. She has the understanding of a child. Obviously, she is unfit to be Emilio’s emergency contact.
Two days pass and we hear nothing from the hospital. We call again several times on today, Wednesday, and lo and behold, Harbor Hospital cannot find Emilio.
He is not in the ICU, he is not in Hospice. We are told he was transferred rooms, but YET AGAIN, there are no records, he cannot be found. How do you LOSE a PATIENT from the ICU who is in A COMA? Please let me know, Harbor.
10:00pm Wednesday, exactly 29 minutes ago as I type this: Harbor finally calls back.
Emilio passed yesterday, at approximately 7:30pm. My Nana received a call on her cellphone, which is out of service, alerting her of his death. Let me remind you that this woman is completely out of sorts, she cannot answer a phone, NOR DOES SHE HAVE ONE. Now let me remind you once more that Emilio’s emergency contact had been CHANGED a day prior to his passing.
So, thank you, MedStar Harbor Hospital, for the complete atrocities you have committed, the complete disrespect you have shown for Emilio, the complete incompetence of your employees, and the complete turmoil you have put my family though, not to mention the agony my grandmother will experience when she finds out. Whoever is reading this, please spread the word, don’t let this COMPLETE BULLSHIT go unnoticed. I want people to know what this hospital has done.I want to warn everyone. Please reblog this if you can. What other atrocious things could be happening here?
I’m sorry, Emilio Hernandez Lanusa. You deserved so much better in your final days, your final moments. You were an amazing, strong man. You will be missed and thought of. We will make sure everyone hears your story. Thank you for everything.
Here is all the screenshots of Redd losing her mind and starting to insult anyone who dared disagree with her. Normally I would not post something like this but since Firework is showing how incompetent she is as a moderator of a blog about issues of gender, race, and sex I feel like it needs to be shown. Also, Redd if you are reading this its spelled GRINGO not GRING@ and you would not be using it like an idiot IF YOU KNEW WHAT IT MEANT. Also some the people you banned were POC not white REDD, you make a post about including POC in feminism and then proceed to ban them? What the hell, you are a hypocrite. There is no way that you guys will get the RESPECT you desire or the academic standing that you wish so long as you have Redd as one of the people in charge.
this is sexism, not male privilege
how in the world could anybody ever interpret this as a male privilege
It’s a day like any other. It’s not too hot but and too cold, the weather is just right. Redd is walking through her city on a quest to ban all non western food from stores in the name of cultural appropriation, when suddenly she sees something odd. It’s a poster against swearing.
Her blood starts to boil and a inhuman screech escapes her lips. “TONE POLICING!!!111!!! NOT ON MY WATCH!!!!” She rips off the poster and starts to eat it. Random civilians look at her funny, she notices them. “WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME? ARE YOU A FUCKING CRACKER ASS BITCH? RACIST GRINGO YOU’RE LOOKING AT ME BECAUSE I’M CUBAN AREN’T YOU!!!” She lashes out and scratches multiple people in the face. Suddenly a police officer arrives and tells her that she’s under arrest for public disturbance and battery.
“STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU, YOU… RACIST GRINGO CUNT KILL YOURSELF!” The policeman starts to cry. “You’re absolutely right miss, your words have convinced me tone policing is the nazi regime of the 21st century. I’m a horrible person for trying to stop your beautiful cuban soul of fighting this injustice.” he promptly runs away, Redd smirks and eats the remains of the poster while feeling her cuban blood giving her extra social justice power. Another oppressor brought to justice. Today was a good day.
If you’re older than me and a cis male then: DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!
Is that so hard to understand?
In a rape culture like ours, where every girl and trans*person is expected to guard themselves from the uncontrolled sexuality of the cis male, that friendly pat on the shoulder isn’t friendly anymore.
It’s a potential assault waiting to happen and YOU NEED TO STOP believing that your existence is neutral.
“The uncontrolled sexuality of the cis male.”
Let that sink in. -ModS
I honestly want to use fucking thumbscrews on every single person that says “but what about the Irish” when race, racism, and/or chattel slavery is brought up.
Even if you disagree, violence is never the answer. Love is. We should try to listen to and understand out brothers and sisters, since we are all GOD’s children. :)
you’re a cis white girl what the fuck do you know about oppression and resisting oppression?
you’re a cis white-passing girl, what the fuck do you know about oppression and resisting oppression?
I think it’s safe to say aboutmaleprivilege is sinking…and I’m talking full blown Titanic status here, and what better way to
celebratemourn than with this song.
Well AMP, it has been a privilege.
Just as all Asians are to blame for Japanese imperialism and war crimes as well as the eradication and assimilation of indigenous Japanese ethnic groups, genocide perpetrated by the Khmer Rouge, the reign of terror the Mongols imposed on Asia and Eastern Europe, the oppression of Tibetans, human rights abuses in North Korea, gender-specific abortion and abandonment in China, South Korea and southeast Asia, religious riots in India and southeast Asia, Al Qaeda and other terrorist groups, and every other bad thing ever to happen in or come out of the continent of Asia. Because we all know, there is absolutely no ethnic, linguistic, cultural or historical variation throughout continents. Sweden and Greece, Mongolia and Indonesia, what’s the difference!