I got a call from my mom and sister today. My sister got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, and she tripped over an ice auger that her husband had left in the kitchen (don't ask).
Anyway, she fell and broke her arm.
Her husband took her to the local ER, and they had to call a doctor in to look at her arm. He was cranky, and brusk, manipulating her arm around and crabbing at her when she reacted in pain. She asked him for pain medication, but he continued manipulating her arm, and told her that if she didn't "shape up" he was going to go home without doing anything for her.
Finally, after getting tired of hearing her express her pain, he gave her a shot, and did an x-ray. She has a horizontal fracture near the middle of the humerous, and a vertical fracture nearer the shoulder.
Later, she found out that the doctor had written in her records that she was "under the influence" and uncooperative (both untrue).
He made a crude sling out of gauze, and sent her home with no pain medication.
For two days, she and her husband tried to call to be seen for the break, and let them know that my sister was in a lot of pain. They were put off repeatedly.
Finally, they drove 2.5 hours to Bemidji, and were seen in the ER. A proper sling was put on, and pain medication issued.
Later, the local hospital called to do a follow-up on my sister, and asked if she still had pain or any concerns about her condition. She replied that she had gone to Bemidji to have the break looked at. The person on the other end responded "Oh! Your arm is broken?"
Apparently, the doctor had merely noted that she came in "under the influence", was uncooperative, and complaining of shoulder pain. Not mentioning the break at all.
This was the same crack medical team that failed to diagnose a cancerous tumor in my grandfather's colon...and instead concluded that he had a heart condition. (a different hospital actually did a hemoglobin test, which I would think would be a standard procedure in someone suffering from weakness and dizziness...and discovered that he had a hemoglobin count of 3).
My in-laws drive down to the cities to get care for my MIL now, because someone in the hospital near THEM let my MIL go through a whole course of chemo therepy without adding one of the perscribed active ingredients.
I'm collecting a string of anecdotes that adds up to "God save me from having to get medical treatment in a rural hospital".
Some places in America have the best health care in the world. Others have something that is marginally better than the 3rd world.
But don't let those "liberals" tell you there are "two Americas".
Oh, the punchine? My sister makes her living as a violin teacher. Let's just say, that it would probably be better for her family and for the taxpayers if her arm got proper treatment so it could heal properly, so that she could continue to earn a living.