"Lost faith in the healthcare system"

A couple of years ago I went to Manjimup Hospital (Warren Health Service) in excruciating pain because of an almost ruptured gallbladder. I was then transferred to Bunbury Regional Hospital and from there to Fiona Stanley Hospital (FSH). During that entire time everything they gave me for pain didn't work. I'm a big guy and I seem to have a high tolerance to medication. I used to be rugby player and was used to hard hitting sports, so I could tolerate pain. I kept telling them that what they had given me wasn't enough. I ended up screaming and yelling in unbearable pain and ended up screaming myself unconscious. I thought this only happened in the movies, but now I know it can really happen. It really upset me that they didn't do enough to manage my pain. 

I ended up having my gallbladder taken out at Fiona Stanley Hospital. When I woke up I had a drainage bag, but nothing was coming out. I ended up having to go under the knife again. Throughout all of this I had again been in unbearable pain. After my second surgery they were short of beds and I was then sitting in a chair. They couldn't tell me if I was going to be staying there, being sent back to Bunbury Hospital or being discharged. I kept telling them that if I was being discharged, I had a small window of opportunity to catch the only train, followed by a bus trip home. Because nobody was telling me anything I left the hospital on my own accord, or I thought I might end up on the streets with nowhere to stay. 

Before leaving the hospital, they told me I would have to go to my local hospital in Pemberton to have my dressing changed. Because this meant that I would have to walk to the hospital each day (I didn't have a car) and I have bad knees and a bad back, I asked if Silver Chain could visit me at home instead. They told me that Silver Chain doesn't travel that far south. But I had seen the Silver Chain cars visiting other people around my home. 

When I did go to Pemberton Hospital to have my dressing changed, on one occasion I coughed and a funnel thing popped out of my wound. The wound was then open and the staff told me they couldn't do anything about it and covered it with a band-aid. 

I have lost all faith in the health system, including mental health. I suffer from PTSD and social anxiety. One day when I was meant to be seeing a Psychologist but couldn't go, my girlfriend rang to let him know and the Psychologist said I was pathetic and a joke, etc. 

I have a cyst in the bottom of my mouth that was meant to be operated on months ago. I have been told that the cyst could become cancerous, but after these experiences and other health care experiences, I just can't make myself go.

I have a history of using opiates following an incident and when I asked for the opiates from the doctors it was all too easy to get. I was then put on methadone and didn't realise that I would then be registered as a drug addict. As a result of this I believe there is a stigma and I am treated with disrespect. I'm trying to come off the methadone, because I'm tired of the way people treat me.