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1. Guilty until proven innocent/The VIP Treatment

   This was my Los Angeles DUI experience the night of August 30, 2019. At about 10:40 p.m. I was pulled over on Newhall Ranch Road just East of Bouquet Canyon by Officer Dombrowski. He pulled me over and when I stopped he came up to my window and told me to roll it down. He flashed his flashlight in my face wanting to see my license. He told me the reason why he stopped me was because I was swerving then he asked me if I had anything to drink. I told him no I have not had anything to drink and that I do not drink. Then he asked me if I had been using drugs. I told him no, I do not do drugs. He asked me if I was on any medication. He said something to the effect that driving under the influence of medication impairs a person’s ability to drive and so is illegal as well.

   He kept flashing his light in my face and telling me to open my eyes wider. I told him that I felt sick. I felt lightheaded, my left eye felt like it was drooping and I had been perspiring. I told him that I had been feeling that way for about a week and a half and that I had a doctor’s appointment on Wednesday of this week to check for pre-Diabetes or Diabetes in general. Many of my immediate family has it. I also had some signs and symptoms of what I thought was Diabetes based on my research. That is why I thought that was the reason I was feeling sick.

   Officer Dombrowski said that I could not drive my car because I was too messed up. I was about maybe 7 minutes away from my home. He asked me if I had anybody that could come and pick up my car because he was not going to let me drive in the condition that he thought I was in. I told him that I was not sure who I could call but maybe my brother-in-law could come get it.

   The officer insisted that I was either drunk or on drugs because it was hard for me to open my eyes widely because of the light from his flashlight. I was also a little off balance because of being lightheaded. He told me that he was going to call 911 and I said, yes I think that is good. A paramedic came and took my pulse and blood. He said that I was lethargic but my blood was fine. That was a relief because I was concerned about Diabetes. The paramedic asked me about my medical history and I told him that I had (MGUS) Monoclonal gammopathy of undetermined significance, asthma, and I was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum. He said that I was fine. After he finished checking me over he asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital with them, but I said no. I knew that it would cost me money if I went in the ambulance with them. They had me sign a consent form saying that I did not want to go with them. After a little while they left.

   Then Officer Dombrowski told me to get out of my car so that I could take the field test. He had me do some nine step walk then turn. He also kept pointing his flashlight in my eyes which was really a struggle for me because it is overstimulating for me because of my autism. I told Officer Dombrowski that I had autism and he just ignored what I said. I told him that I had autism because he kept pointing his flashlight in my eyes and kept saying open your eyes wider and I kept telling him that I could not. It was mainly because the light was bothering them and that gets me overstimulated. He also kept taking his finger and putting it near my face so that my eyes could follow it. I had to keep moving his hand back because it was too close and making me cross eyed.

   Shortly after my test a tow truck came to tow my car away. I was a little confused because Officer Dombrowski first told me that someone could come pick my car up and then the next moment he tells me that no one can get into my car except for me and that I was not in any condition to drive my car. I was not drunk or drugged. He was making an assumption based on my not feeling well and my stemming. By then another officer came to help, but I do not remember his name. He mostly just watched, he did not do too much. Officer Dombrowski was talking to me about what was going to happen next. I really did not understand what he was saying because I could not process everything. I did agree to go to the hospital because he said something about me getting my blood checked. I thought that was great because I figured we would get the results that night and then he would know that I was not lying.

   Then he said something about me going to jail. I told him that I did not want to go to jail. He told me what we were about to do which was take me to the station to get a breathalyzer, go to the hospital and get my blood drawn and then go to jail. I could not believe it. I had never been arrested or in jail before especially for something that I did not do. He walked me over to the police car and told me to put my hands behind my back because he was going to handcuff me and put me in his car which is what he did. I asked him why was I being handcuffed and he told me that because we were going to the station. He was about to put me in the backseat, but I told him that I couldn’t sit in the back because I get car sick and would throw up all over the seats, so he put me in the passenger seat.

   Then Officer Dombrowski went over to the tow truck to say something to the guy. Then he went over to my car. The other officer looked at me and I asked him why was I going to jail? He said, “let me go talk to him.” He walked over to Officer Dombrowski and they had a little conversation and then he came back and did not say anything that I can recall. I asked Officer Dombrowski if it was going to cost me any money if they towed my car and he said yes.

   Anyway, I told him that I had my purse in my car and I needed it and the other officer said that I could only put what could fit in a medium size clear plastic bag that he showed me. I remember asking for my wallet, a check, and my phone. I could not remember anything else I needed at that time. While Officer Dombrowski was getting the things from my purse in my car it was taking him a long time. I was watching him rummage through the things in my car and dump stuff out as he went from door to door. I thought he was only supposed to be getting the stuff out of my purse but he was actually searching my car. I asked the other officer why was Officer Dombrowski doing that and he said that Officer Dombrowski was not searching my car, but that he was just making sure that my car would be safe for when it gets towed and left at the place where they were going to tow it. That really did not make any sense to me because I was looking at Officer Dombrowski mess up my car not keep it safe. He even went into my trunk and pushed things around.

   Anyway, as we were about to drive off I realized that I wanted some other things out of my purse so they asked me what was it that I needed and I said gum and lipstick but I forgot to say my glasses and allergy medication. Officer Dombrowski said that they would not let me chew gum in jail. I chew gum because it helps me calm down. They did not respond. When they got me to the CHP department they brought me to a room, sat me down and Officer Dombrowski wanted me to take a few more tests. He had me take the field walking test again with the 9 steps. He wanted me to follow his finger with my eyes again. He had me tilt my head back and try to touch my nose with my fingers. Then he had me lift up each leg one at a time and count. After that he had me sit down so that he could take my blood pressure and feel my pulse. He felt my pulse several times. He had a hard time using the blood pressure cup so the other officer took my pressure.

   As I went through each one of the tests I kept telling him that I was not drunk nor did I have any drugs in me. He kept telling me that because of his training he knew that I had alcohol in me. Then he had me take the breathalyzer test. I must have passed because he did not say anything after I did it. We did one more test that required us to go into a dark closet so that Officer Dombrowski could flash the light in my eyes again and measure it up against a card that he held in his hand. After that he told me that we were going to go to the hospital to get blood drawn. I told him that he was not going to find anything but he insisted that because of his training he knew that I had narcotics in me. Go figure!

   I got handcuffed again and we went to the car so that we could go to the Henry Mayo Hospital and get my blood drawn. By then it was Saturday morning around 2:00 a.m. August 31, 2019. It was one of the most humiliating things I have had to do. I was taken into that hospital like a criminal with handcuffs and everybody who was standing there saw me and assumed that I was either drunk or a drugged. They sat me in a chair and handcuffed me to it until someone came and took my blood. It took several hours to get my blood taken. While one of the nurse’s was taking my information she got real impatient with me because I was slow at answering her questions, and I did not know exactly what she meant.

   The most frustrating thing for me was when a young white guy came into the hospital and had a 0.7 blood alcohol count and was allowed to leave in the custody of his mother after being seen by the doctor. I did not know exactly what the cut off for alcohol in your body while driving is, but I could not figure out why I had 2 officers covering me and I had nothing in my system. While I was waiting to get blood taken Officer Dombrowski was outside in his car doing paper work or something, so the other officer stayed with me. At some point Dr. John C. Meher came and spoke with me, and I told him exactly what happened to me. I do not know whether he believed me or not but what I told him was the truth.
   About 5:30 a.m. Officer Dombrowski, the other officer and me left to go to the Sheriff’s Department. That is where the jail was located. I asked for a phone call but I never got it. The officers just kept saying, “you’ll get it.”

   When I got there they put me in like a holding place but I actually thought it was the jail. The jail cells were behind the doors. I was then frisked by a female and then had to take my shoes, bra and earrings off. Then I just sat down on the steel bench that was attached to the wall, then I stood for a moment stemming. (rocking and moving my hands) I kept wondering when I was going to get my phone call. There was a phone on the wall that was unconventional, very dirty and the receiver was upside down, so I thought that it was broken and could not be the phone that we were supposed to use. I literally thought we would be able to get our cell phones back to make a call but nobody said anything. I tried sitting on that steel bench that came out of the wall and then I tried falling asleep and it was tough because it was cold in there and the bench was very hard.

   I asked an officer on the other side of the holding wall how long did I have to be in jail and he told me, until I was sober. I was never not sober and of course I tried to explain my situation to the officer on duty but he did not care because to him, I was a criminal. I had to go to the bathroom a couple of times while I was in the holding area and that was a pretty nasty experience. I had to walk in my socks on the dirty floor and then use the bathroom with another person in the cell. Go figure! Then I came back and just hung out in the holding area again for a while. I went to the bathroom again but not in the same place. When I finished, some officer was in the room the jail cell was near, wanting to take my fingerprints and photograph. After that he handed me a thin blanket and pointed me in the direction of the cell. I took the blanket and went into the cell. The mattress was horrendous so I put the blanket on top of it and sat down for a bit then I tried to sleep. It was a dreadful experience.

   After a little while another detainee was in my cell with me. She told me that she was not put back there but came back there on her own because it was too cold in the holding area. We talked a little bit. She said that she was a Christians also. We talked about what we were in there for. After that we tried to go to sleep. Then we got up and sat on the wooden beds just waiting to see what was going to happen. There was a young Hispanic woman in the next couple of cells over who kept asking the Jailer for a phone call so that she could see how her young son was. She was in for a GTA. Anyway, the officers either would not answer her when she called or when they did answer they would delay her request. She had already had a phone call and was in jail for a couple of days. She said that she wanted to check on her young child at home.

   Finally, after calling somebody for a bit somebody answered the young woman and said that the jailer left for the day and that we needed to wait until tomorrow to make phone calls. That is when I said to my cellmate that I did not even get my first phone call. Nobody knew that I was in jail or alive for that matter. Then another officer came into the cell area little bit later and was checking on us. The young lady in the other cell kept asking if she could use the phone again. My cellmate and I asked as well. Then the Officer got mad at the Hispanic woman and told her to stop making all that noise and that she needed to learn how to speak better English. My cellmate and I looked at each other because we knew that the officer had just crossed the line. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the woman’s English. The officer must have been a Trump supporter.

   Then he came to our cell and my cellmate asked if she could go up front to see when she was getting out, but I still had not had my phone call yet, so I asked him when was I able to get a phone call and then he yelled at me saying, “you will get your phone call when I say you get it. Do you understand me?” Then he took my cellmate and they walked out quickly. That made me so angry. I was already scared because of what the other officer said about us not getting a phone call until tomorrow and then this other officer comes in and starts yelling at us. By the way, he only yelled at the minorities. I got extremely upset and when that happened I screamed in frustration and fell to the floor. I was not unconscious, but I refused to respond. They called the paramedics who then took me to Henry Mayo Hospital. Around 12:30 p.m.

   After staying at the hospital for a couple of hours, hand cuffed to the bed and two police officers guarding me, Dr. Oliver Sahagun came in to ask me what happened and I told him. Anyway, the officers decided to release me while I was still in the hospital. It was around 3:30 p.m. The officers stood up and came into the space that I occupied in the emergency room and had me sign a citation to appear in court. Then one of the officers said that I was released. They gave me all of my things back including my license. That whole experience was pretty terrifying and now I may have a DUI on my record because Officer Dombrowski’s bad training. His training kept telling him that I was under the influence of alcohol and or drugs be it prescription or not. I kept telling him that I did not have anything in my system and when he gets the blood test results back he will know what I already know now, that the image in his head was not the image of what the reality is. I was telling the truth.

   On Wednesday September. 4, 2019, I had a doctor’s apt. to see why I was feeling sick in the first place. While I was there I told my doctor of my arrest and she said that she could get the blood test results from my arrest. She ordered them and we got them while I was still at my appointment. ( ALL NEGATIVE) I knew that the results would come back negative. (So much for Officer Dombrowski’s training)

   Anyway, my symptoms were not Diabetes, but more than likely hot flashes from menopause. My doctor had me get a blood test that will show that was why I was feeling that way the night I was pulled over by Officer Dombrowski and his wrongful DUI arrest.

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