The Nurse tried to tell me they poke and poke every time they need blood. She would believe me that each poke was to try and get in my IV.

I don’t have rolling veins, I have small veins, veins that need a IV speciali9st to work with. But this Dr tried 29 times and even used a special light so she could see where the veins were. 

On top of it, thjey didn’t use a pic, so everytime they wanted blood she would have to start all over again. 

I didn’t know that after 3 pokes I could tell them top stop, and then this bitch of as nurse told me there were other patients that were more important than me. Yet since I didn’;t have anyoinr in the ER with me, they kept sending someone every 5 minutes to wake me so I couldn’t fall asleep, and slip “intro a coma’

I had been  throwing up for over 25 hours and when I first got to the ER they let me lay there for 4 hours before even coming to ask my name and what was wrong. 

Furthermore I was terrified to be alone and they forced my father to leave and wouldn’t even speak to him as he stood in the room with me. I was so hysterical and afraid to be there  thus I got up, ripped the IV out of my arm,  signed the leaving against MA with a huge thing that said under protest and after almost being kicked out of the hospital by police was able to leave,

I had bveen lay8inhg in vomit for 16 hours and no one offereed to help with a robe or to help me get out of the bed when I threw up all over myself.

If you are ever given the opportunity to go to Methodist Hospital in Brooklyn, I implore of you, go somewhere  else/

And the sad thin g, is we still don’t know why I was and am still ill. and plan on suing the bazooples out of the hospital.