This is a repost from Nov 2012. It is still relevant today because medical care in prison hadn’t improved. Now that I have a medical POA ( power of attorney) on file in Huntsville, ( each state has their own Burough of Prisons where inmates complete files are kept.) In Texas it is the TDCJ – Texas Department of Criminal Justice.
Allowing someone to lay in their bunk with extreme teeth pain for months is abusive to the extreme. In 2012 I had no idea what I could about. I was intimidated by the prison system.
( Jamie’s letter)
I’m waiting to have surgery on my wisdom tooth. It’s infected and it’s hurting really bad. It gives me headaches and everything. I’ve been waiting two months now. They keep pushing my appointment back. They don’t care. They want me to go off. I tell them about the pain every day.
These people don’t know what the hell they are doing. They are just here. The first doctor I seen told me about my infection as I told her about my pain. Then I seen another doctor and he told me I didn’t have an infection. and that nothing was wrong with me. I asked him if he thought I was lying about my pain, and I told him that another doctor said it was an infection. I asked him if that lady was lying and he said, ” I didn’t say that.” I told him that somebody was lying and I know it wasn’t me. I could tell by his face he was mad. Who gives a shit? He don’t care about me. He’s here to waste time and get paid.
It got worse because I had to have my wisdom tooth pulled. I was told after about the nerve that goes around the ear. Fun huh? Remember I told you about having to wait to have my wisdom tooth pulled? Well, on the first week of this month I left on what they the call medical chain, to a unit in Huntsville that has a hospital on it. It took two days to get to the unit. It takes so long because they pick up and drop off to other units at the same time. Oh, we sometimes ride on a bus the call a Blue Bird or a van. I rode on both. That van is so uncomfortable. They really make it hard on us. They have us elbow to elbow in the van. On the bus if you’re not from Ad Seg you are cuffed to someone else. Yes, they pair everyone up. I’m sure you might be wondering about having to relieve ourselves. There’s a toilet so that means if someone has to go the other has to go too. Crazy huh? Sorry, I wondered off.
When I got to the hospital I had to wait because there was others in front of me. So I had to wait two more days. When I went in for the surgery they did x-rays. The photos showed up on the computer. The one I was going to get pulled was growing sideways and was cutting my gums. The dentist saw the top back left one and was like wow. I asked what was wrong and he showed me the photo. You could see all my teeth perfect and he showed me and it was flat! The word he used was, deformed. So he asked if I wanted it removed. I was going to ask him if he would anyway. They don’t allow them to pout us to sleep. they just numb it. Mom, he was on it for two hours! When he finally got it out the tooth had four roots! It came out in five different pieces, All that pulling and pushing and drilling. I held on but I almost passed out. Then bottom one hurt as well. He had to do a little more cutting. I felt it too. We had to stop. Mom, I’m in so much pain. It took me four days to get back because of the weekend. The first five days the hospital was giving me Tylenol with codeine for pain before and during the surgery. Now I’m back in my own unit and their best meds are Ibuprophen. They think that and water helps everything.
So I’ve been sleeping a lot to try and get away from the pain. ( Not helping ) This is the bad part here, mom. It hurts to chew and drink because my tongue is swollen. However they have me eating solid food when I’m supposed to be on a soft diet but the doctors here won’t give it to me. I’ll eat sometimes and sometimes I won’t. I try not to give these people what they want so I just deal with it the best I can. Just know that if the pain becomes too much I’m gonna try the right way first to get help. If I don’t get help there is only one other way.
It’s been crazy in here the past few weeks. Well, it’s crazy every day but I try not to pay attention to it. I do my best to take my days one at a time. They got me on anti depression medication because they say something is wrong with me. I don’t take it ’cause nothing is wrong with me. I go on hunger strikes off and on. The longest I’ve stayed on is a week and a half. I just have those kinds of days. I don’t want to do this or that. It causes trouble sometimes. Oh well, I I just have that ‘I don’t care feeling’ at times.
Me and everyone else have been getting into it with the officers. We’ve been without hot water for over a month. We’re also back on lockdown for 30 days. Once again only peanut butter. I guess it’s part of the punishment that we, as humans, get treated in here.
Then, on top of everything, an officer slammed my finger in the tray slot – on purpose. That’s the thing they open when they give us our food. He cut it open. A really deep cut. I made them take me to medial where they took a picture of it. I had to get an x-ray a few days later because it wouldn’t close. The officer told the sargent he did it but that it was an accident. He said he didn’t mean to do it and he didn’t see my fingers. He lied. It wasn’t the first time he had tried to do that. I told him I wanted to talk to the lieutenant. This guy is the kind of dude that doesn’t like to be overruled by anyone. But the Lt. told me ask about moving me to another cell because also, the cell I’m in leaks water from the shower. One night I fell getting up to use the rest room. I hurt my ankle and had to go to Medical. They’re trying to hurt me. I know they are. The cell I’m also leaks bad when it rains and they know it because an officer told me the dude who was in here before got moved because of it.
They want me to fall their trap but I won’t. I’m writing up this officer who hurt me because I feel he is a threat to me. I also feel he will try to retaliate once he finds out I’m writing his a** up. To go through this whole process will take 60-120 days. They make it so long so you’ll give up. If you’ve tried to file a grievance before and couldn’t, you wouldn’t try again. The officer might try to get back at you to show They are in control. So They win either way
I’m gonna go for now. But not before I say Love You Always, Jamie
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