Hospitals

I sat in this chair for nearly 5 days straight as my father slept in his hospital bed. He was diagnosed with Esophageal cancer a few months ago and has been fighting it as best he can.  He had some pain in his leg on Wednesday the 16th only to be told that he was fine and then sent on his way.  The very next morning he technically died and was revived by my screaming brother and mother.  He had 4 blood clots reach his lungs. Clots that the hospital said didn’t exist.  Since then they have consistently made mistakes when it comes to my father.  I cannot express in words my annoyance or aggravation.

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