Feb 19, 2009 19:16
phone posting from ER.
the hospital here clearly has a different definition of 'triage' than what I am used to. when we used to 'triage' cases, it meant you get your ass out there within seconds to minutes of the patient showing up to see if they were stable and could wait for further medical attention or if they were likely to, say, die I'm the waiting room while you fussed around with less critical cases. I've been here nearly an hour and still haven't seen the 'triage' folks that were supposed to be out to see me momentarily. Now, i'm perfectly stable and *don't* need to be seen immediately, but if I had come in with an arrow sticking out of my ear and triage had taken this long I could easily be dead by now.
I'm cranky at being forcibly subjected to loud television, having nowhere to lay down over here, and having to be here by myself. I tend to feel off if I don't get out of the house at least once a day or have some sort of social contact and I missed my entire day off due to this crud. Driving was a bit of an adventure and the place is less than 2 miles away. I hate not living closer to more people I know, but I don't want anyone to catch this, either.