A night in the ER

On July 26 about 10 p.m., I fell and cut my face with two deep lacerations on my lips and another on my cheek. I went to the Fallbrook Hospital ER. I was bleeding badly; they put me in a cubicle so as not to frighten the children. No one came to triage me. I was told people are taken on a first-come, first-served basis.

After two hours, I was still bleeding badly and I began crying in pain. Instead of helping me, the triage nurse called the police who told me I was disturbing the other patients.

Shortly after that, the security guard told me that I was bleeding so much I should not touch anyth...