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Originally Posted by tophcfa
Dam, those are good experiences compared to what I went through at that hell hole. Got there around noon and was discharged after midnight without any care except for an IV of fluids, a total misdiagnosis, given a script for drugs I didn’t need, and sent out the door to drive myself home in a golf cart while on my death bed. When I finally managed to get to a real hospital in Gainesville, they took one look at me and immediately put me into critical care and proceeded to save my life. All the incompetent idiots had to do was look at my blood oxygen level and red blood cell count and they would have realized I was basically drowning on land. An average first year resident could have figured that out in minutes, but not anyone at the Villages Hospital in over 12 hours.
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Tophcha: I remember your posting about the horrible experience you went through at the time. And the misdiagnosis. It seems you had a dangerous tick-borne disease that you had brought from Massachusetts and they couldn't figure it out and it never occurred to them to send you someplace where it could be figured out. That is just scary.