“They took my wife, they took my house and they took all my money” he told me while I was trying to help him out of the dumpster. This is an incident I went through on duty working as a Security Officer. It all started with a report from an employee that there was an old man stuck in our dumpster in the back of the building. I reported to the area to discover a man who appeared to be of the age of around 70 years old lying on top of a pile of soft trash in the dumpster. I asked him if was OK and he replied to me that he couldn’t get out of the dumpster. The first thought that came to me was that he was a vagrant who was sleeping off the effects of alcohol or drugs, but soon learned that he was an old man in great despair. I immediately got him a bottle of water and contacted the local paramedics to assist. I managed to stand him up, but he just couldn’t climb himself out of that dumpster, so we just stood together and waited for medical help to arrive. As we did we chatted as I asked him why he was in the dumpster in the first place. He explained to me that he had gone into the hospital and was there for a long time. He didn’t explain to me what his medical condition was and as a professional I was not in a position to ask. What he did tell me was that when he was released from the hospital he found out that his wife had passed away and and when he got home he found that his house was sold. He couldn’t recall exactly how long he was in the hospital, but during that time his life was torn apart. His bank account was closed by his wife at one point to do whatever she could to pay for his hospital stay. The paramedics arrived and along with them was a social worker. When they asked him where he lived at he gave them the name of the hospital.
This incident happened a few weeks ago and I have been trying to wrap my head around it since. A hospital stay can feel like a moment and in just that one moment our lives can change so drastically that we find ourselves seeking refuge in a dumpster. Yesterday I read that the industry that holds the highest profits in the last two years is the medical industry followed by the banking industry.
The hospital staff managed to save this man’s life while the hospital administration had destroyed it at the same time. I can totally understand that he feels he has nothing left to live for. What a sad, sad situation and it has come to light that this could happen to anyone of us and a lifetime of working and building can be taken away from us with just one trip to the hospital. How many others have already felt this devastation? This man’s wife who loved him so much that she gave away everything in the hope of saving his life and I could probably imagine that the stress alone is what killed her.
It is my hopes that this man in the dumpster gets the help he needs and is able to find light at the end of the tunnel, but the reality is… Well, you know where I am going with this. It is also my hopes that the country I live in wakes up and realizes that people really do matter and profits over human lives is destroying the very fabric of America.
Blood Sugar- 89, Weight- 180.8