Good Evening,
I’m still not feeling my best. I decided to go to the ER and got worse care of this year. I already knew it was going be bad soon as the so-called nurse practitioner walks in. Let’s talk about how I had to wait two hours before they decided to do something. Her first mistake was saying your second sickle cell patient I saw today. WDH? What’s going on, wonder do they say that to cancer patients and drug addicts. She then acts like I’m there a lot. I haven’t step inside the hospital since June. If you wonder if I got care, the answer no. Says my counts look good to her and better than last time I came. I’m going to give you some fluids. Let’s just say I got half the bag. I have been resting and hurting ever since my visit to E.R. I wasn’t going back and I stayed true to that. I know it’s not good to be in pain, but I can’t take any more disrespect from a true idiot. I have been resting and trying to get myself better. Crazy the weather has changed and that’s not good for the body. But back to my hospital experience. If you wondering if going to report the answer is yes. I was hurting too badly to do it that night. I have to get my emotions in check when it comes to certain things. I wear my emotions on my face and they could see I was upset and hurt. Probably heard how upset I was when I was talking to my mom. She will not be taking care of me in near future. So that’s a plus. I will make sure to keep y’all updated on that matter. I pray all is well with each and everyone and until next time. God Bless
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