If you value your dignity, your health, and quite literally your life, you will avoid this torture chamber/cesspool. The entire staff are the worst of the worst; individuals who could not get hired anywhere else. I'm pretty sure they put up help wanted posters in methadone clinics in order to find nurses and doctors. I've had the unfortunate experience of finding myself there on three different occasions. Each experience was worse than the one prior. Let me start with the first. I came to the emergency room feeling faint and believing that I may have accidentally taken a double dose of an alpha blocker. Alpha blockers can lower your blood pressure and if your blood pressure is normal to start with I found out after the fact they can lower your blood pressure to a dangerous level. After 4 failed attempts by four different inexperienced nurses at trying to run an IV, I declined further treatment at which time 6 armed security guards entered the examination room, told me we can do this the easy way or we can do it the hard way, so I acquiesced. The head nurse informed me that I would remain there until they were able to run an IV no matter how many attempts were needed. Finally after threatening lawsuit, some old Chinese lady who was evidently head of their legal department came in and insisted that I sign a hold harmless release if I wanted to leave. I fainted three times while I was there. And the third time I fainted the head nurse told the other nurses to just let me fall as they were pushing me out the door. I fainted two more times on the way home. Nightmare experience number 2. I checked myself into the emergency room at Glendale Memorial having felt very dizzy and nauseous for that whole afternoon. I was later diagnosed with labyrinthitis which is an infection of the inner ear which governs equilibrium. After waiting at least a couple hours to be seen, one of the nurses poked me numerous times trying to run an IV to no avail and on the 4th or 5th attempt I screamed out because it was extremely painful. The head doctor decided it would be a good idea to have their security guard goon squad escort me out of the hospital. And as if that wasn't bad enough, to add insult to injury the hospital staff called the Glendale Police Department and notified them that I was DUI Knowing damn well that was a bold faced lie. I had been in the emergency room for several hours before this event even occurred and at no time was there ever any alcohol in my system and they knew that. Nonetheless, I was chased down; my vehicle was lit up using air support. I was pulled over and questioned at length by Glendale PD and once I cleared everything up by letting them know that Glendale Memorial erroneously and vindictively placed a false report simply to harass me, I was released. Fast forward to my final experience at this toilet of a hospital. I came in with lower abdominal pain fearing that it could be appendicitis. While conducting a routine blood draw, they infected me with staph resulting in a life-threatening condition known as sepsis. Over the course of the following four months, I lost use of my arms, my legs, my spine was destroyed. Two baseball size pus-filled cysts developd in both psoas muscles, and needless to say I was in excruciating pain 24/7 and lost 100 pounds. A very high percentage of people die from this condition, but after several months of intravenous antibiotic treatments at a different hospital and tubes running out of my back and learning how to walk again, I survived. It suffices to say I am a cripple to this day thanks to Glendale Memorial and live in constant pain with limited use of my hands. Forget the fact that every single person on staff is rude, filthy, illiterate, and just simply does not care about your health and whether you live or die. You're probably wondering why I ever returned after the first negative experience and/or certainly the second. That's a very valid question. I truly thought these must have been isolated anomalies. It wasn't until they almost killed that I got the message.