cb77d2 No.263208
By Michele Harper
https://zora.medium.com/@miharper?source=post_page-fa43bb8b8f54----–
Just make him do it! ” A voice rang out, followed by the sound of metal grating on metal.
I leaned past my computer screen toward the triage area to see a young man in handcuffs chafing at the bony prominences of his reddened wrists. Fading charcoal gray lines of graphic tattoos on his left forearm were almost indecipherable against his dark skin.
“I didn’t do nothing!” the prisoner shouted.
“That’s enough out of you!” a police officer commanded. “Listen, we have to take your vital signs. Put on this gown.” The voice was from Carl, the charge nurse assigned to head the nursing team for the shift
https://zora.medium.com/the-police-tried-to-make-me-medically-examine-a-man-against-his-will-fa43bb8b8f54
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