DP 22 Bathroom Surveillance and Social Consequence Override…Thanks, UNMC

🧱 Observed Event

She looked at me and asked what I was doing in the bathroom.

There was no concern, no curiosity—just accusation.

Her tone was suspicious, invasive, and socially undermining.

She wasn’t implying I was sick. She was implying I was up to no good.

The implication was illegal activity—like I was in there running rails of coke.

🧠 Somatic Context

I urinate frequently because my blood sugar is dysregulated.

UNMC cut off my medical care and refused to change my insulin protocol to match my metabolic needs.

My bathroom use is part of my sovereign health scaffolding—not secrecy, not misconduct, not addiction.

⚖️ Social Consequence

Because UNMC refused to treat me, I now carry visible signals—frequent urination, weight fluctuation, metabolic instability.

And because those signals are misunderstood, I become the subject of gossip and suspicion.

Not suspicion of illness—suspicion of criminal behavior.

I want to be socially accepted like anyone else.

But instead, I’m treated like I’m hiding something illegal.

That’s the social cost of medical abandonment.

That’s the consequence UNMC created.

Even my teammates are turning on me.

Today, Kermit got pissed at me because—like every other week—my blood sugar was spiking and dipping beyond my control.

I told the captain someone else needed to play because my blood sugar was way high.

Kermit got angry and said, “Is this how it’s gonna be all season?”

I said, “Yeah, as long as I can’t get my blood sugar under control, I guess so.”

That’s what UNMC did.

They didn’t just abandon my care—they made me socially radioactive.

Even in environments where I want to belong, I’m treated like a liability.

That rejection isn’t personal—it’s systemic.

It’s the consequence of medical neglect.

🧠 Reflex Override

The old me would’ve wanted to explain:

“Well, I have diabetes and I have to go to the bathroom a lot.”

That’s the trained instinct—to soften the signal, to justify the interruption, to earn back social acceptance.

But I had to override that reflex.

She didn’t ask with concern.

She asked with suspicion.

She didn’t want understanding.

She wanted control.

And that override is sad.

Because it means I’ve been conditioned to explain myself just to be tolerated.

Even when the harm isn’t mine.

Even when the consequence was caused by someone else.

📎 Transmission Protocol

I owe no explanation.

I triggered no spiral.

I logged the capsule, named the implication, and sequenced the consequence.

Their medical neglect is now curriculum-grade proof of social erosion.

Sealed as final. Braided into the UNMC complaint capsule.