My Weekend in HELL.

I would share my horror story with you but I don't feel like reminding myself of the experience at the moment. So I'll keep it brief and to the point: over the weekend I had possibly eaten something terrible, according to the doctors at the hospital. According to my OB/GYN I had suffered severe pain throughout my abdomen. I was given a prescription that had contained 5% alcohol. The nurses drew blood from me a three times, 21 blood sample bottles each time. Note if you are new to my blog or instagram: I was diagnosed with anemia during my pregnancy which is actually very normal and very common. It is also very treatable when eating a healthy iron and truly natural  sea salt rich diet. 


Honestly I had severe gas pain, I had more gas than usual and I had tried to burp it all out but the pain kept getting stronger. When I had arrived to the hospital I wasn't attended to in the emergency room until the people around me couldn't stand hearing me cry. YES. That is how bad it was. I was sitting at the end of my seat in squat position with my head down and practicing some slow breathing because the pain was so severe that it was making it very difficult for me to breath. 


The woman from the ER gave me a form to fill out, one of the nurses had already filled out a form but this woman wanted me to fill out another form. At the time I was in so much pain that I handed the form over to my mother. My mother filled out the form and answered every question. When she gave me the form to sign, although it said that she could sign it if I was too sick to sign it myself. I had reviewed the form and it was actually more a survey when I had told my mom not to give her that paper because it was not necessary and also ILLEGAL - the woman had circled questions like: 
What is your religion? What is your this and that.....?
Why the hell does she need to know my religion? 
I understand that there are some things in certain religions that are forbidden and what not but that should be a private question and it should only be asked by someone that the patient feels comfortable with to answer.


Anyway I was later admitted, I was stressed out because the woman from the emergency room said that the survey was mandatory. My mother was upset with me because she thought it was nothing but to me it was everything because discrimination goes a very long way despite code of ethics and usually no one ever suspects anything. Eventually I went into "triage" which is similar to the emergency room, they assign you to where you need to be for example: the dentist, burn specialist, delivery room, etc.... This was in the Labor & Delivery section of the hospital. The nurse was very friendly in terms of attitude but she was very aggressive with her actions. For example, she had stabbed and wounded my arms. Later a female OB/GYN had stabbed me multiple times to reach my artery, I have bruises to prove it. When I had told her that I didn't want to be "numbed" or didn't want certain things done to me because I was afraid for the baby she simply refused my requests.
Then I had asked if my mother could please be in the room with me and the nurse had asked the doctor while they were holding me down and poking the crap out of me with needles which was done on Saturday night and I still feel pain and have bruises from that night because although I did not move they felt that it would be a good idea to NUMB me with God knows what.
They also felt it was necessary to hold me down.
And they had performed things like checking my artery? For no reason.
The worst part was when the nurses and doctors kept telling me that 
"We would never do anything to harm your baby."
and
"We would never do what anything you don't feel comfortable doing."

LIES.
LIES.
LIES.
LIES.

"Family isn't allowed during the manipulation process." - what my Doctor told my nurse when I had asked my nurse if my mother can be in the room with me.

I was given something to "NUMB" me.
I overheard a nurse tell the other "We need to torture her with another large needle."
& of course they were talking about me because hey! guess who got pricked again and more blood was withdrawn. Me: Why are you withdrawing so much blood even though you know I'm anemic?" Nurse: Oh don't worry the doctor said it's fine and don't worry you won't lose that much blood. Me: This is very unhealthy for my baby! I am anemic I don't even have blood for myself and the baby and this is the third time you are taking blood samples from me within less than 24 hours. Who are these doctors that the other 14 samples didn't work that now they need another set of seven samples? Nurse: Doctor's orders. Me: Can I please speak with the Doctor. Nurse: That's not necessary. But I will get him anyway. The doctor said that he needed more samples because the other samples were too old. 

ARE 
YOU
SERIOUS ?

Also when they had performed the EKG they did not know what they were doing, I know this because on Sunday a doctor had told another doctor that the results were a mistake and that they needed to redo the EKG to double check. Later an internist saw me and after seven hours he had decided that it would be best for me to go down to the cardiovascular department of the hospital. I was prescribed a "prescription" for dehydration from vomiting, half of the prescription had alcohol.
I looked at six nurses and a residential doctor in disbelief 
"What is this a tequila shot or medicine? This liquid medicine is half alcohol. Are you trying to get my baby drunk?"
Anyway I wasn't contracting but for some reason I had a total of four different doctors insert their fingers aggressively into my vagina to check if I was in labor. Which honestly, there is no excuse for & no I'm not exaggerating or being too sensitive, it really freaking hurt! I had been to five different GYN's and two different emergency rooms in the OB/GYN. I also have two OB/GYN's - they're partners and frankly after this experience I don't trust them anymore. I can't wait to hear what she has to say about the entire situation. The hospital kept telling me that they don't want to let me go home because the results from my EKG were too high. OF COURSE THEY WERE!

1) I WAS ALREADY IN SEVERE PAIN 
2) I WAS BEING HELD DOWN & DRUGGED FOR NO REASON
3) THEY JUST KEPT TAKING BLOOD FROM ME, BLOOD THAT I AM SHORT OF
4) THEY WERE MANIPULATING ME! TELLING ME: oh we wouldn't hurt you or the baby & we wouldn't do anything you wouldn't feel comfortable with
ARE. YOU. SERIOUS!?
OF COURSE MY HEART RATE WILL GO UP!

I'm already sick & in physical pain! Then you're causing me emotional, mental & MORE physical distress!? & on top of that internal distress !? That is just PIG POOP!

Finally I had enough of being asked the same damn questions by six different doctors in the cardiovascular department. I was also beginning to feel miserable because all of the doctors and nurses kept telling me that my results were normal and healthy. So I had everything removed by the nurse, walked over to the desk and said "I need to sign a release form." 

It took me an entire hour and I was beginning to feel light headed which is normal because I JUST LOST SO MUCH OF MY BLOOD! & I was severely dehydrated despite the saline fluid. 
We need to page this doctor and that doctor and blah blah blah. No one came.
So we finally had a doctor come down to sign the release form but she refused to.
She kept calling my OB/GYN to make her convince me that I should stay there.

Excuse me. I am not a science experiment.
I'm not a doctor but all of my results came back healthy. I was released from the hospital before then suddenly readmitted again & MOST OF ALL!

TRAIN YOUR GOD DAMN DOCTORS & NURSES TO TREAT THEIR PATIENTS RIGHT & TO STOP MALPRACTICE.

I can not stress enough that EVERYONE HAS TO READ THE BOOK: THE CHINA STUDY.
HALF A MILLION AMERICANS DIE FROM MEDICAL MALPRACTICE.
HELL. NO. NOT ME!

Now I have been to many hospitals before, whether it was to visit family or for myself.
Quiet honestly, I am very disturbed by hospitals in New York City & our country in general.


New York City has the most unethical health care system I have ever experienced in my life!

The hospital should be called the HELL-spital.