Jail

Jail? I never actually thought that I could ever write a paper on being in jail for seven days. When a person has never been through that experience, they may think that it’s a harsh place that no one could survive unless you are hard on the inside. But I’m not going to lie, I am a softy and I went and survived. Jail is bad enough that you don’t want to go back, but it’s not like any of the horrible stories I thought it would be.

When a person gets “booked” in, they sit in a holding cell until the nurse is ready to see them. When the nurse is ready to see the person the door clicks open with a buzzing noise followed by a loud bang and the deputy, guard, or whoever will direct you where to go. When the nurse calls you in, he/she will ask all the regular questions any doctor would want to know before you went in to see him. But it is mandatory for the nurse to give you a TB shot to make sure that you are not infected. If the area around where the shot injected fluid into you turns dark brown or black and creates a bump then they will know if you have it. I didn’t meet any one who had it so I am pretty fortunate.

We, my seven roommates and I, sat in our cell and slept all day pretty much. We get woken up around 6 am and go through head count, which is where the guard or whoever is working will come in our dorm and say our last names and we would say here just so she would know we were all there, then we wait for meds. When we are done taking our meds, we waited for breakfast, which is really nasty. Usually for breakfast we had this yucky oatmeal with sugar water poured onto it and maybe a boiled egg, hard toast and milk. Right after we are done eating, we have to clean our room. Then we slept until we could get out of our room.

When we were let out of our room, we got to either read, watch t.v. or play board games or make a collect call to someone who will accept the call. But that is at least one day in jail. The nights are cold and the showers are embarrassing. The toilet is right there in front of all of your roommates to see. I guess if you don’t care to go to the bathroom or shower in front of people ,or like nasty food , or like to do nothing all day then jail is the place for you. But it is definitely not the place for me.


Madonna