Your worst hospital experience

I’ll start:

Three years ago, the family is on vacation in New Mexico/Arizona/Las Vegas.
The first half of the trip was for me. My wife isn’t much of an outdoors girl.
I spent three days in the desert, photographing, a little hiking, etc.
The fourth day, we go to Vegas. This is middle of July, it’s 105+ deg outside. We walk up and down the strip, etc. I started feeling fatigued, but not too bad. The feeling got worse the next two days, and my chest felt funny. I go to a walk in medical clinic. They discover my heart was skipping a beat every fourth beat. I never had irregular heart beat before. He thought I may have had a heart attack.
He sends me to the hospital that the clinic was associated with, the Sunrise Hospital. That sounds like a nice place.
Holy shite, I get there and discover it’s an inter-city hospital. The ER didn’t have private rooms or even curtains. It was one big room with chairs and beds, all filled with crack and methheads looking for a fix. People just puking and bleeding on the floor where they sat. I finally told my wife to just go back to the room while I waited on the blood results.
Granted, I was treated like royalty because I had insurance and paid my co-pay in cash.
Come to find out I was dehydrated and had a panic attack. As soon as the doctor told me I didn’t have a heart attack, it was like a switch went off. I felt perfect instantly.
I was back at the room, went out drinking and gambling that night.

TLTR - if you ever in Vegas, do not go to Sunrise hospital ER.