Category Archives: Boulder Community Hospital

‘Your Reporting Options For Victims of Unwanted Sexual Experiences’

See the PDF by clicking here.

Also see Sexual Assault Nurse Examiners available 24/7 at Boulder Community Health. I believe this should be any victim’s first stop; they will be able to contact other resources as needed.

This blog post is prompted by the misinformation currently being promoted on the Facebook page of Boulder Rights Watch.

This group purports to advocate for homeless people, and the issue of sexual assault is one that must be front and center. Instead, and this is certainly not meant as any criticism of the traumatized young woman presenting her story there, I see a lot of irrelevancies and gratuitous bashing of law enforcement. Does Darren O’Connor or Evan Ravitz or anyone else at BRW actually want to steer this victim in the right direction? Help is available now, and it will be available in the future to other victims.

When you don’t understand the difference between Boulder Police Department serving the city and Boulder County Sheriff’s Office serving the unincorporated areas, and don’t realize that doing a “rape kit” is a task for medical professionals (whose help you could seek first), and nobody you turn to at Boulder Rights Watch offers useful info, it’s no wonder you’re at wit’s end.

For more long-term counseling, see Moving to End Sexual Assault (MESA) on Facebook.


Good news about the old BCH site on Broadway

I really can’t recall the last time these clowns like O’Connor and Ravitz actually won on any issue they’ve pushed on behalf of the worst-behaved transients. Can any of you readers?

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Advocates for drunks, druggies, and perverts who become dependents of Boulder County’s social services bureaucracy and private nonprofits. (And the riffraff comes from all over the country, so it’s a big job for these small minds.)


When do-gooders LIE in newspaper commentaries, I’m here to check them

See: Boulder has a homeless conundrum by Mike Freece, who served for many years with Community Food Share and Harvest of Hope food pantry, published in the local newspaper.

His assertions are so at odds with my own experience in Boulder, CO that I’m going to copy his entire piece below, then I’ll challenge it:

The city of Boulder has made some decisions in the last 18 months regarding their approach to the “homeless” issue. They have put their money into a program of “Coordinated Entry” and “Path to Home” that is clearly helping a limited number of those experiencing homelessness. I believe the city is not looking at the entire problem.

Imagine you are 60 years old, you are a Boulder County native, you lost your job in 2000, you have been homeless and living on the street for 20 years, your family has all moved away, you have severe cataracts, impaired hearing and Parkinson’s. One day you discover you have an infection in your foot and it is getting more an more difficult to walk. You find a way to get to the People’s Clinic, where you are diagnosed and given antibiotics. It doesn’t get better and its harder and harder to walk, so getting back to the clinic is a challenge. You finally find a ride to the clinic and they send you to Boulder Community Hospital, where they save your toes but surgically remove some of several toes. They release you.

You can’t walk far, the hospital wants you to change dressings twice a day, they want you to be in a clean environment while it heals, you have zero money.

Where do you go next? How is someone who has very low vision, difficulties hearing, recent surgery and no money supposed to do these things without help?

This is a real life story that unfolded in our city in mid-February.

The problem is not that we lack the resources. The problem is they are disconnected and miles apart. Boulder needs to come to grips with the need for a local day shelter where the necessary personnel are available to direct and manage the needs of the local homeless in their times of crises, as well as, responsible transportation and follow through.

For one agency resource to simply “refer” someone to the next agency for additional needs is not adequate.

There is more to this story.

We are making our trek through the myriad of services available. We are experiencing first-hand the frustration of separate physical locations and the bureaucracy that exists at each and every agency. I’ll report later after we have completed our journey. Hopefully with a new sense of self and a safe and secure place to rest.

I am not new to the plight of those in need in Boulder. I was a 35-year resident of Boulder, I volunteered over 15 years and served for nearly eight years on the board of Community Food Share, I was part of the founding board for Harvest of Hope Pantry.

Mike Freece lives in Boulder.

Well, one sentence above is true, I have no doubt: There is more to this story.

In April, 2016 I collapsed while walking across Norlin Quad on the CU campus. I was leaving Norlin Library, on my way to catch the SKIP bus back to my homeless campsite in the north Boulder neighborhood where I’d lived for years. I didn’t have the strength to get up on my own, much to my chagrin. A couple of passersby helped me over to a bench, and a CU Police officer called the paramedics.

At Boulder Community Hospital, they took one look at my lower right leg and told me the bad news: It was cellulitis, an infection causing much swelling and weeping of the flesh, and initially they were concerned that it might be MRSA, the “flesh-eating disease.” I lucked out on that, but still required several days of powerful IV antibiotics to knock out the germs. I was as weak as a kitten during this time. When I became well enough to be discharged, it was directly to a local nursing home for follow-up care including a course of oral antibiotics and physical therapy. Transportation was provided by one of the medical transport companies. I spent five months at the facility, then I happily returned to living outdoors in north Boulder.

Everything was paid for by Medicaid, which I signed up for in the ER as they evaluated my condition. (I recall a nice lady with a clipboard came by with the paperwork, and all I had to do was sign it.) And I mean everything: Hospital, drugs, X-rays, lab work, medical transport, and then all of the expenses at the nursing home as well.

There was nothing unique about my case. In fact, my experience was repeated in December, 2017 when I suffered a heart attack inside Norlin Library, as I was working at one of the public access computers available there. Yes, I got another ambulance ride, and this time with emergency lights and siren. After several days of all kinds of diagnostic procedures and treatment at Boulder Community Hospital, including an unsuccessful attempt to place a stent near the bottom of my right coronary artery, I was discharged to a different nursing home in another city about 30 miles away. I’m still there after 15 months, and have never paid a penny out of my own pocket.

Mike Freece doesn’t have a clue about how things are supposed to be done, or he’s writing about someone who refused care that’s available to anybody, or his whole damn opinion piece is rubbish.

It’s sad but so very typical of the sort of do-gooders I’ve observed in Boulder, CO’s homeless shelter / services industry since I arrived in Colorado to stay for good, back in 2008. It’s why I steadfastly declined all of their efforts at persuading me to get into any worthless programs they operate, why I never stayed in the local emergency shelters, why I never patronized any of the Free Giveaway venues, and why I’ve been their most persistent critic — writing from the front lines of homelessness.

To this day, Medicaid is the only social services benefit I receive, and almost everyone in this nursing home is on either Medicare or Medicaid because of the humongous costs for even a very basic level of accommodations. As I’ve often said, I’d prefer to live outdoors in all of the variety of weather the Front Range offers, with all of the wild critters I came to know.

It’s unlikely the Homeless Philosopher will ever meet Mr. Mike Freece face-to-face, but I’d love to look him in his beady little eyes and say, “Mike, you are a lying impostor!”

Shame, shame on the Daily Camera for printing his fiction in the guise of informed opinion.


(E-mailed to Boulder City Council.)

Former Boulder Community Hospital site on Broadway

The BUM-sniffing homeless advocates have long lusted after this complex, seeing it as another something-for-nothing panacea for homelessness in Boulder, CO.


Crusty Dave is going downhill

The guy eats lots of yogurt, which doesn’t agree with everyone, and he swallows the juice from his smokeless tobacco addiction (no trace of a “spit cup” anywhere in his area).

If I ever get to the point he’s at now, I hope someone will just shoot me right between the eyes. As it is, however, Crusty is a cash cow for Hungry Asylum, as ALL residents are.

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Crusty Dave reaches a milestone!

Unfortunately, the highly-publicized government shutdown will NOT stop Medicare / Medicaid from paying umpteen thousands of $$$ monthly to Hungry Asylum for this appalling level of therapeutic care.

Crusty’s biological father was the infamous Charles Manson, and perhaps this explains his ability to manipulate friends, family members, and staff here to wait on him hand and foot:

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The bounty of Hungry Asylum:

The last Christmas I spent at my homeless campsite in north Boulder was in 2016, when high winds and snow forced me to retreat into my burrow by 9AM. (Being a holiday, nothing was open and it was too blustery to sit on the wall in front of the Mexican restaurant in the 4900 block of N. Broadway.)

Christmas 2017 I arrived here at Hungry Asylum, transferring from Boulder Community Hospital after my heart attack and some other chronic medical issues.

All things considered, I’d rather spend this Christmas of 2018 back in my burrow. Alas, those carefree days and nights are over for me . . .