I was on the verge of passing out, didn't know what was going on and couldn't even hold my head up. My husband runs inside to get someone to help get me out of the vehicle and the this man (nurse) proceeds to tell me that if I got into the vehicle, I can get out. My husband told him that he put me in the vehicle to which he asks have I drank anything or taken anything. I told him no, and that I was pregnant his response "Pregnancy is not going to make you do this, what did you take?" at this point my husband is ready to take me somewhere else when the nurse grabbed my arm and pulled trying to get me out of a large truck and into a wheelchair. Luckily my husband was able to reach me, he caught me and put me In the wheelchair. The receptionist asks if he needs to go ahead and take me back, he's says no, get her information. There was no other soul in the ER at the time. As I'm becoming a little more lucid and 30 minutes later, they call me back and make me stand on the scale to get my weight. Which probably wasn't accurate to begin with since my husband had to hold me up.
By the time I was actually called to the back I was feeling a little better. So they did a urine sample. The doctor (I'm assuming Mears, he was the name on my bracelet) comes to see me and asks what's going on with me, I told him I was feeling better but-- and he cutt me off with the worst attitude saying well then what was going on? So, I tell him what happened and he told me he has no clue what could make me do this and snap right back out of it. To which I replied "well it's been an hour and I didn't snap out of it, i am coming out of it." He checked my urine and told me I was dehydrated, i told him I usually drink 4 16oz bottles of water a day, and he told me it wasn't nearly enough, still in the most rude tone. I told him my OB told me that I should be drinking 8 8oz glasses a day. He asked who my OB was and I told him Dr. Bryce Jackson. He told me that my doctor "probably" meant on top of my normal intake. He told me they were working on my discharge papers and walked off. They didn't give me any fluids or anything. As we were leaving the nurse I guess realized I wasn't a junkie and was much nicer to me explaining to me about vertigo and dehydration and told me to have a great night and he hopes I get to feeling better.
I was just so appalled at the way I was treated here and it was the worst case of professionalism I have ever witnessed.
Usually I would let this go, but I imagine that the administration doesn't know that this is how their patients are being treated.