Maximum Insecurity: A Doctor in the Supermax by William Wright M.D

Author:William Wright M.D.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: William Wright
Published: 2013-12-22T00:00:00+00:00

Medline or “drugs for thugs” as the nurses call it, consists of dispensing medications to inmates twice daily. In a general population prison, the inmates line up at the clinic and get the medication through a window manned by a nurse on the inside and a CO on the outside. They watch to see that the medications aren’t cheeked or pocketed instead of being taken on the spot.

At CSP it’s room service. The nurses load up a cart with each inmate’s medication and make the rounds of the pods accompanied by a CO. The CO is not there just to open the tray slot. He’s the protection if an inmate makes a grab for the nurse’s hand or has a surprise like a feces bomb when the slot is opened.

Feces (or urine) bombs are containers of the appropriate bodily substance which are either thrown from an open container or squeezed from a plastic bottle at the unwary victim through an open tray slot. It’s one reason the inmates can’t get large plastic bottles anymore.

Obviously this is hilarity of the first order, scoring lots of points for the perpetrator. Even though it busts the inmate back to Level One and brings criminal assault charges, for the lifers and the insane it doesn’t make much difference.

Medline is also an occasion for further gaming the system. At CSP the inmates like to sleep in every morning. This makes it inconvenient for them to roll out and make it all the way to the tray slot to get their medication. Ergo, requests for medication to be dispensed at the afternoon medline. Randy Huber, a car thief with a violent streak, likes to party all night. Not being a morning person, he kited for an appointment.

“Doc, you gotta switch my meds to afternoon.”

“Because…?”

“When I take those pills in the morning, I get sick. Bad stomach cramps. Sometimes I get a rash too. Itches like crazy. It’s cool when I get them in the afternoon. So we can switch ‘em?”

“No.”

“No?”

“No.”

“But I get cramps. Bad. Excruciating.”

“Please.”

Desperate, Randy pulls out all the stops. “This is cruel and unusual punishment. Deliberate indifference. This violates my rights. You gotta do this.”

“Which rights would that be?”

Randy didn’t expect a pop quiz. “You know. Rights. Civil rights. Human rights. I got rights!”

“You’re a prisoner. You got morning medline. Deal with it.”

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