So tickled to hear this!
We had a stroke scare last spring, and the 45min ride to HCA Ocala could have easily turned out much differently. The ambulance crew never administered a clot buster, and idiots at the hospital wouldn't make a decision until I finally managed to bully my way past the nitwit running the ER admissions desk. When I finally got through the door, they asked if I wanted them to administer a clot buster. I was dumbfounded that they hadn't already done that during the long ride. I asked if they were worried about a bleed for some reason. They said they'd already determined that it was not a hemorrhage. I replied, "Then why are you asking permission to save my wife's brain?" She was there almost a week, and during the entire stay, I never could get the doctors to talk to me -- they always wanted to discuss treatment with my wife (the stroke victim still struggling with her memory), during the few hours a day when I was home showering and changing clothes.
If HCA Ocala is the best place for strokes in the area, I'd hate to see the worst.
But the reason didn't go to the Villages was a prior experience at their emergency room. That time it was so bad that the ER lady actually came up to us and whispered that if we wanted to be seen by a doctor that night, we ought to go up the road to the HCA Summerfield emergency room. She was right. It was practically deserted and they were very professional and efficient.
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