I've been to see an RMT (Registered Massage Therapist) that thought I pulled something, but then referred me to a Chiropractor when I started experiencing numbness, who became confused about my varying symptoms, to a Doctor that prescribed me muscle relaxants and pain reliever, to another Chiropractor that used an Activator that I felt was taking way too long to make my symptoms go away completely, to my old Chiropractor that made the pain go away the first time who told me that he only uses an Activator on 90 year-old women, to a Physiotherapist that said I had weak shoulders, a misaligned spine and a rotated pelvis, that gave me a series of exercises to perform on a daily basis that only helped temporarily, to another Physiotherapist that has tried electro therapy, acupuncture and hydrotherapy on me and as of tonight, another Doctor. Acupuncture seemed to be taking most of my pain away, but near the end of last week all of the pain started returning. Fast forward to tonight where I felt like I just wanted to lie on the floor at work and give up on everything, so I decided to ask my friend to come to Emergency at Health Sciences North with me. We got there at about midnight and from the time that I walked in, nobody seemed to care about me at all. From the Receptionist to the Triage Nurse, who after I described my pain as a numbing/burning/tingly sensation at the top of my head to the base of my neck asked me if I was in any kind of pain. I was dumbfounded and asked her what she meant. She said that because I said that I was numb that it seemed to her that that meant that I felt nothing. She asked me to rate my pain and I told her 10. Next my friend and I went down the hall and waited and twice all of the staff were incapable of finding me in the 3rd partition of the wait room and when somebody would finally say my name out loud and I would appear, they all seemed incredibly confused as to where I was. Dr. Caruso then came in and asked me what the problem was, but all I could think about was the fact that he was wearing Birkenstock sandles and couldn't figure out how to shut the door properly when he entered the room. I explained to him everything I had told the Triage Nurse and then some. He felt my spine and tested my eyes, then said he couldn't give me a definitive answer but that he would order some blood tests and give me a scan. Again, everyone seemed confused as to where I was and again, when they called my name out loud, I appeared. One woman took my blood while another supervised. Not one staff member at this point had been even remotely friendly or made me feel at ease. The woman who took my blood was however kind enough to tell me that she bruised me. I was then put back into the waiting room, where I waited a generous amount of time to get a scan, of which the type was never specified to me. There was only one woman on staff who was kind enough to call someone to remind them that I was waiting. Next they took me to get a CT Head Scan and the whole walk there the staff member didn't say a word to me. She had me wait while she warmed up the machine and when we got into the room I inquired as to whether Dr. Caruso had suggested an MRI and she seemed taken aback that I would even ask such a question. I had figured that they probably required appointments, but I wasn't sure. She advised me that they don't do them after hours and they take weeks to get. Afterwards she took me back and I waited once again. After awhile one of the staff informed me that they were waiting on one more lab, then Dr. Caruso appeared and this time I noticed that he was wearing jeans in addition to his Birkenstock sandles. When he pulled me aside, I also noticed that he was wearing a ridiculous red tie and he proceeded to tell me that everything looked good and that he was going to prescribe me something and that he recommended a Bone Scan, but not an MRI. A staff member returned a few minutes later and all she said to me was that he prescribed me an antidepressant. I was so taken aback that I couldn't even formulate full sentences and she didn't once jump in to offer me some sort of explanation. I started to break down because I had such high hopes of finding someone who would actually help me and asked if I could speak to him again. She, as well as everyone that came before her, seemed taken aback and didn't seem to understand why I would request his presence again. They summoned him and when he came back I tried to explain that I was confused about what he had prescribed me and said that the staff member didn't mention a Bone Scan. He more or less informed me that it wasn't his job to arrange that for me and that I needed to obtain a Family Doctor because my condition is more of a chronic type and that I need to start taking care of it (lol). Already in shock, he added that he went beyond what he should've done in my situation and I abruptly said, "K." and made my way out of the hospital with my friend. read more