1/5 Ella B. 3 years ago on Google
Came
in
via
ambulance
after
cutting
my
leg
and
requiring
stitches.
I
was
directed
to
sit
down
until
someone
came
over
to
treat
me.
No
one
told
the
staff
it
was
self
inflicted
so
I
sat
around
waiting
to
be
seen
with
an
open
gash
on
my
leg
in
the
dirty
emergency
room.
Once
someone
finally
spoke
to
me,
about
45
minutes
later,
and
asked
what
happened,
I
told
them
I
had
cut
myself
and
the
all
of
a
sudden
rushed
to
treat
me
upon
finding
out
it
was
self
inflicted.
Before
they
even
got
me
a
bed
to
sit
on
or
a
gown
to
change
into
they
took
all
of
my
belongings
and
locked
them
up
with
no
explanation.
I
overheard
one
nurse
tell
another
“No
one
told
me
this
was
self
inflicted,
I
would’ve
put
more
urgency
on
it
had
I
known.”
I
then
sat
in
the
trauma
unit
waiting
to
be
stitched
up
for
a
few
hours.
After
receiving
stitches
I
sat
around
for
another
few
hours
waiting
to
be
seen
by
a
psychiatrist
for
a
psych
evaluation.
After
seeing
the
psychiatrist
in
the
Emergency
Psychiatric
Unit,
I
was
told
I
would
be
discharged
but
due
to
it
being
late
at
night
I
was
to
wait
until
the
daytime
doctor
evaluated
me.
Okay...
The
only
problem?
There
wasn’t
enough
beds
for
the
number
of
patients
admitted.
Leaving
myself
and
many
other
patients
with
the
option
of
sleeping
on
the
floor,
or
in
a
chair.
In
addition
to
this,
they
needed
some
bloodwork
on
me.
Their
solution
was
to
have
staff
pull
my
blood
right
there
in
a
dim
common
area.
It
took
3
tries
between
two
nurses
to
find
a
vein.
I
was
very
dehydrated
from
being
in
the
ER
for
7
hours
with
no
water,
so
it
was
hard
to
draw
my
blood.
They
told
me
to
drink
some
water
and
I
asked
where
I
could
do
that
only
to
be
ignored.
Later
in
the
night
I
was
awoken
to
be
shown
to
a
room
with
a
bed
to
sleep
in.
Not
that
it’s
a
hotel,
but
there
wasn’t
any
pillows.
I
later
saw
that
no
one
had
pillows,
leaving
everyone
who
was
lucky
enough
to
have
a
bed,
lie
flat
on
their
back.
The
next
day,
another
doctor
evaluated
me,
only
this
one
told
me
that
I
would
be
admitted
to
the
psych
unit.
One
doctor
said
I
was
stable
enough
to
leave
because
I
am
treated
in
outpatient,
another
said
I
needed
to
be
transferred
to
the
psych
unit
because
my
cut
required
7
stitches.
After
that
I
heard
nothing
from
no
one.
The
next
day
I
saw
yet
another
psychiatrist.
This
one
told
me
I
did
not
need
to
be
admitted
and
I
could
be
discharged
if
anyone
(literally
anyone)
could
vouch
for
my
safety.
So
they
discharged
me.
I
told
them
I
had
no
phone,
wallet,
or
keys,
because
they
were
given
to
my
boyfriend
who
I
had
come
in
with.
I
also
told
them
I
couldn’t
reach
him
and
asked
if
I
could
stay
until
I
could
get
ahold
of
him.
They
told
me
that
there
was
a
courtesy
phone
in
the
lobby
I
could
use.
The
only
problem
with
the
courtesy
phone
in
the
lobby?
It
only
works
to
call
IN
the
hospital.
Otherwise,
there
was
a
pay
phone.
But
again,
I
had
no
wallet.
I
asked
customer
service
if
there
was
any
way
I
could
contact
my
boyfriend
to
let
him
know
I
needed
to
be
picked
up
but
they
were
very
rude
and
said
their
phone
only
called
in
the
hospital.
I
then
asked
if
I
could
call
the
unit
I
was
on
to
see
if
they
could
make
a
call
on
my
behalf,
because
again,
even
if
I
walked
home,
I
didn’t
even
have
to
keys
to
my
apartment.
The
staff
at
customer
service
told
me
they
should
have
already
done
that
for
me,
and
that
she
couldn’t
help
me.
Luckily,
I
ended
up
using
the
free
phone
across
the
street
and
waited
outside
for
him.
Overall,
not
a
great
experience.
A
majority
of
the
staff
I
encountered
seem
to
be
annoyed
at
having
to
do
their
job.
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