I think pretty much you had to be in that side of the ER to hear it . I was not my usual quiet self. Oh, and I left out that I was wearing scrubs at the time.

I told my mom before we went to the ER that while I don't like to swear she should not be surprised if I was a ***** because it was likely I was going to be treated really crappily. And I was and my mom was rather amazed at what I went through. They did things like try to give me ibuproferon for my pounding headache. I said I couldn't take that with lithium and so they refused to give me anything because I was drug seeking. No, I needed TYLENOL. Something stronger would have been nice and would have brought my BP down, but whatever. Then they tried to give lasix before I had seen a dr. Lasix is also contra-indicated but can be given in certain situations. I just wanted to speak to a dr. They wrote down that I refused the med and wouldn't give it to me. I had to practically beg and then was given it on the way out the door. They got mad because I asked them to draw a lithium level (and because I called before I went in to be sure they could run them; a prior ER experience had me wait 4 hours while they ran blood to the city to test it). They seemed to have no idea that if someone on lithium has a problem and it is steaming hot summer you draw a lithium level.

Oh and I'd totally forgotten this part but a patient had beaten me up that week and I had fingerprint bruises around both my arms all the way up to my elbows that were right in that stage where bruises look really ugly. It could have been from someone trying to harm me (who was not declared incompetent) but it wasn't and I thought my answer made sense. They asked a bunch of domestic violence questions which is good but rolled their eyes and acted like I was lying when I explained I worked in a psychiatric facility and had been attacked. Because that's the excuse most battered women (wearing scrubs) use?

It was the most ridiculous experience ever. And then people wonder why I won't go to the local ER. I don't care if I only need stitches, I'm going elsewhere.