I've been drinking too much the past week and this morning I felt like I was on the verge of a heart attack. So my grandfather gave me a ride to the hospital. In th Er they make u strip and check for weapons and drugs. I mentioned my jacket and backpack were out with my grampa, so the nurse went and got them and my grampa followed. So when the nurse got to my backpack I knew I was screwed( seven dry24/7's kinda screwed) so I had to say "sometimes I wet the bed and brought my own supplies" the nurse obviously gave no shits and simply said "ok". Not sure what my grampa thought we talked about different things until goodbyes were said and he left. Pretty embarrassing for me. Detoxing is a miserable process and I wanted my dipes for comfort and convenience (IVs make u pee a lot). Once I got a room my nurse asked me if I have any sleeping problems like sleep apnea, so I told her I brought my own diapers, to which I recieved another nonchalant "ok". Knew I would have to tell the nurses didn't think my grampa would be standing there yikes!