Dear Emergency Room Personnel,
My name is Ron E., and I am an alcoholic. I am also a grateful member of Alcoholics Anonymous, and as such, I am advised that my own continued sobriety depends on my willingness to make amends to people and institutions that I have harmed and to directly make such amends whenever possible. Needless to say, as medical professionals staffing emergency rooms and urgent care centers, you deserve my sincerest apologies.
You have met me far too many times and in far too many locales. Perhaps I was brought to you by state police with a blood alcohol level of .35 after causing a (thankfully minor) traffic accident. Perhaps I darkened your doors in great pain from cracked ribs or a fractured spine suffered in an intoxicated fall. Perhaps you raced against the clock to staunch the blood trickling down my face from a gash in my forehead also suffered in a blackout fall. Or maybe I thanked you for your troubles by tearing an intravenous tube out of my arm and then escaping into the streets in a blood-soaked white shirt.