Well... Neglect is the key word. I had a stroke, ...

Well... Neglect is the key word. I had a stroke, and they did figure out it was due to poisoning, but they did nothing else. They did not feed me or give me water, except one totally inappropriate box lunch for a stroke victim thrown at me because I was screaming that my blood sugar was crashing at 48 hours into being there. They thought I would choke. I had to sneak water from the sink when they weren't looking.

They had an IV in the whole time, and could have given me fluids/glucose but they refused but didn't say why.

I was left in me in the emergency room for 24 plus hours, until I went to the to the neurology floor. The neurology floor nurses say they will check with the doctors and get back to you on every question or request, but they never ever did.

I usually take 2700mg of gabapentine a day because I have autoimmune problems that can cause excruciating nerve pain. They begrudgingly gave me a total of only 800mg the almost 3 days I was there.

In fact, the only gave me one baby aspirin and one shot of heparin to treat the stroke the whole time. They did not do anything for what they were sure was poisoning with organofosphates.

They acted confused when I repeatedly asked if they had done any toxin screenings to nail down the poison or to see if it was still in my system - they acted like didn't really know that tox screenings existed, even though they have a toxicology department that saw me in the ER. They guessed organofosphates but I didn't feel compelled to do any tests for some reason.

When the floor doctor (with students in tow) finally did show, she spoke to me like a slow child until I started telling every nurse that I was feeling very unsafe.

It was then that a wonderful and brave student who had been on rounds snuck back in to me. She felt horrible that they had treated me that way and she told me what they were thinking about my case in the "back room." She was the only person who spoke to me like an adult. She was the only person who spoke to me in complete sentences. God bless her.

So they figured out that I had a stroke due to poisoning, nothing else, in almost 3 days being there. I could have done just as well or even a lot better if I just stayed home.

I fast tracked myself home, and just before I escaped, the actual doctor assigned to my case showed up. He was fine for the two minutes he could spare with me.

So... Pretty much a Mexican prison with occasional doctor visits. Next time I have a medical emergency maybe I will try Brigham and woman's.