On August 8 I called bridge house asking about my place on the waiting list . After answering their questions as honest as possible , with an emphasis on my last use of thendrug heroin , I was told to arrive that Friday -August 9. Following a 4 hour drive ( thanks mom and dad ) and upon arrival I was informed my last usage was too close to the time I was to be admitted . This caused confusion because it was never mentioned during the half dozen telephone conversations I had with the admission office . I was told to report to a detox clinic where Bridge house had graciously gotten me a bed . After I arrived at the detox clinic I was denied entry into the clinic due to the fact I was not displaying withdrawl symptoms ( I had been clean off heroin for a couple weeks and had relapsed but only using a handful of times prior to my arrival to New Orleans ). I was told that I would be going back to bridge house and to wait in the lobby for a bridge house van- at some point in the lobby this was reaffirmed by a bridge house employ )afer a two hour wait i decided to call bridge house . I was told by some top employ that i would not be allowed to come into bridge house until next Tuesday . This is after my ride had departed and made the 4 hour trip back home . I explained the situation to a different employ and how I had no where to go , no money, no transportation . That employ told me he would find me a shelter to stay in but never phoned back and stopped answering his phone. I spent that night on the streets in NOLA , was harassed and had my life threatened . It would appear I was in a safe part of town and then a block later a dangerous part . Bridge house proved to be an unorganized and heartless facility . They demonstrated a lack of communication with their clients and nearly cost me my life
