FUD....Consider this a "close second" and not a "one up."
I got a bladder infection a few months ago. Finally one night I could not pass any water so I went to the emergency room at my (shudder) HMO.
After the triage and an hour and a half while they prep the latest intern from Calcutta on reading a thermometer in English, I still had not been seen.
I took my Buck knife, went up to the window and cut the little plastic strap off my wrist and gave it to the receptionist.
Presto, suddenly they had a room for me.
Then a good looking nurse comes in and sez she has to insert a catheter. (Catheter= worse than a bullet wound) Anyhow, she asks if I would prefer a male nurse. I figured it out that she was not making a sexual orientation observation so I told her that I wanted whomever was "best" at it to do it.
So she proceeded. Little shove here, little jab there, a twist, a shove, a miss and FINALLY her wrist in my hand being twisted.
I told her to go to the phone, call a urologist on call, and have him come do it.
She politely informed me that the "policy" was that the "on call" doctor does not come until "absolutely necessary."
So, I asked her if the crash cart being shoved up her *ss would constitute an "absolutely necessary" condition?
I asked it in sort of a "yell" that carried into the rest of the rooms.
Guess what. I had a urologist in 15 minutes and it was over in 15 seconds.
Hospitals are no place to be sick.