The worst day of my life was here. My dad fell and scraped his arm and he didn't know it but he actually hit his head very hard. They fixed his arm and sent him home. They said they would have a specialist call him in because there was some bruising on his head. The specialist didn't call and my dad had a seizure at home. He went back in and they realized he was bleeding in his brain. By the time they realized this, it was too late. He passed away. From something that could have been helped. They waited too long and sent him home. They also put him in a regular room and we're going to send him home AGAIN after he had a seizure. The doctor took almost a day and a half to see him and realize it was an emergency. They gave him blood pressure pills which put him to sleep and never woke up. When the nurses were explaining this to me they were so relaxed and we're laughing a couple minutes before telling me my dad was brain dead. I have never felt so disrespected and mistreated. If you can help it, please go somewhere else.