My jaw just dropped at the thought of the nurses -- health professionals? seriously? -- refusing to feed that man. How terrible.
You've made me wonder what it was like for glb kids at my (very rural) high school. I know of at least one gay student, a boy who I was rather close to in an I-can't-quite-be-your-best-friend-because -you're-a-bit-too-strange way, if that makes sense. I mean, the boy wore a cloak to school, and I was barely on the acceptable list because of my nationality and my smarts. (Yes, I did not grow up in the US, although I am indeed Americano; and yes, I was that shallow).
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Poor Michael had it rough. I always figured he was gay, although I don't know how I knew. I just did. Here's the really awful part ... his twin brother, who was 2 grades back (had failed a bit) went on to the military where he and another man were convicted of a hate crime (why I can't remember the details now, I don't know.) His own brother.
I'm glad your real life began once high school ended. 
And I'm glad you posted this... it really made me think.
Indeed, thanks for your posting! I'm one of the advisors for the lgb group at St. Martyr's, and some of these kids have had a rough time before they get to college. I wasn't out until after college (the occasional thought, but not much more), so it helps to hear the stories of people who got through high school hell.
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