I drove down to Richmond right then. I arrived at the new hospital and found Eric to be absolutely terrified, unsure about what any was going on. Not only that, his breathing was where it normally was.
We were in the ER for 15 hours today, from about 130 in the morning until about four. What we learned? Nothing. Eric’s respiratory hospital transferred him prematurely and without good reason.
To say I was infuriated was an understatement. Luckily for me, a Rep from Eric’s respiratory hosp was at the ER talking to the nurses. He listened to me with great concern, promising he’d tell the head of nursing and the director of the hospital my concerns. This place has not put Eric first. If there is one thing you should not do, it’s fuck with Eric when I still have a breath in my body.
I met with the Director and head of nursing this afternoon. They were horrified at everything I discussed that has happened in this hospital so far. They promised huge and significant changes. If there is no improvement within the next few days, I am moving Eric elsewhere. We don’t have time for their bullshit. We have a fucking wedding to plan.
Now, I’m going to go sleep forever.