Hallucinating in the emergency room

 I can’t give more credit or more love to the nurses and doctors at the Los Robles Hospital, and the case managers for getting me approved for medi-cal to cover my hospital bills when I could not.Experience I had in the emergency room. This one is kind of funny, at the time it wasn’t though. So I was in a really small room from what I remember. I could hear the breathing machine, alarms, nurses moving me from one side to another. And I thought that one of the nurses from what I remember she was an older white lady kinda white trashy looking. She wanted me to pay a bill, and I told her that I couldn’t afford to do it. The day turned it to night, the staff changed. Well she turned off my vitals, and it became hard to breathe so I started panicking, I could have sworn I asked someone to call 911. I thought they sent a fax into my room with a bill stating that I need to pay it otherwise they would no longer be able to take care of me. I grew a bias towards her and her two daughters that worked there. I thought they were always talking crap behind my back. But they weren’t it was all a hallucination .I can remember getting my family to come in the room in private, at this time all my motor skills were gone. I couldn’t talk, my sister actually says she could see me getting frustrated and angry, and She would have to try to understand me through hand motions. I still believe to this day, that one of the little Asian nurses, barely spoke a lick of english, tried to communicate with me through an Eharmony sexual board haha. She would point different things out to me, it would describe my pain level, and stuff. These are still really early days. From which I don’t remember a lot of.The only way that I could communicate was by writing, and I couldn’t do that either. It was just chicken scratch finally I communicated to my dad and sister that the nurses were messing with me, and changing my vitals around because I didnt pay them. I was completely serious, and to be honest I was really scared because I thought it was true. I still remember my dad, saying something like that must of been something you imagined. I was able to get a report of the vital machines, the only thing we did see is that there was a big spike in the reports on that same day that I thought I was being tortured by them.