Dangerous!
When the woman took me back to have my MRI she told me it was OK to go in dressed in jeans. I told her they had metal rivets and zipper, that I was carrying coins and I had a knife in my pocket, but she insisted it would be OK. I refused to go in and, luckily, the tech backed me up, insisting that I be given a gown.
Twice after that, when I needed the films and records transferred to my doctors' offices, they screwed it up, making me wait for ages at my follow-up appointments.
Healthcare in southern Nevada is bad, but these clowns make it worse.