I was drugged and raped at a police officer's party on New Years 10 years ago by someone I was acquainted with while I-don't-know-how-many officers wandered by where it was occurring. I had been drinking that night as well and the combination of the drug I was unknowingly given and the alcohol almost left me dead. I was largely unconscious during the rape, but remember flashes of it happening as well as some of the aftermath.

I should have been hospitalized, but since I worked in law enforcement with these same officers, they chose not to do that, and assumed I had only made a fool of myself drinking too much and screwing around, even though I had come to the party with a different officer as my "date".

When my lips turned blue and I wasn't breathing well, one of the officers called his wife, an EMT, to take care of me. She took me to her home and kept an eye on me while I was unconscious and unresponsive for 16 hours. When I woke she informed me of this, and her husband took me home, carried me into my living room and dumped me on my couch and left me there alone.

I fell asleep and awoke a day later and found my pants were wet. I tried to get up to go to the bathroom, but could not control my legs, so I drug myself there across the living room. I sat on the toilet and peeled of my pants, finding them wet with urine, blood, and semen. My underwear were on inside out. It was another full day before I had enough muscle control to walk, and I sweat and twitched for days as the unknown drug worked its way out of my system.