Never going to Milford hospital EVER again. I went yesterday morning by ambulance around 3am, and the EMTs took their sweet time while I was screaming in pain, and dont even get me started on the service once I was IN the ER. But they sent me home with vicodin and a diagnosis of mesentery adenitis. I thought I had kidney stones. The vicodin they gave me wasn't working last night, and I felt like I was dying literally, so I go back. I stumble into the ER clutching my abdomen yelling I need help and i feel like im dying and what do they do? Stick me in the waiting room crying for 30 minutes when I'm the ONLY one there. Then some kid comes in, smiling and laughing, with a dislocated toe, and they rush him right in! After what seems like forever, they finally come get me and they ask why I am crying well OBVIOUSLY I am in an immense amount of pain! So then they stick me in a bed and I can hardly take the pain at this point I just want my life to end and I wait in this bed for another 30-40 minutes. I kept seeing the doctor walk past and I keep crying out "doctor please I need help!" but he walks by ignoring me everytime. The last time I yell out to him he keeps walking away and says "I'll be right with you" and I hear him and the nurses laughing, yes LAUGHING at me. I am at the point of passing out when he finally comes in and all I want is to be loaded with morphine at this point but it takes another 20 mins for the nurse to come in and shoot me up. There were hardly ANY patients there and all the doctors and nurses were doing were having personal conversations and lounging in the nurses station. Then they tell me I was misdiagnosed that morning by the other doctor there, and I really do have kidney stones. I told them I did and no one believed me! I guess I'd make a better doctor. Everytime I go to Milford hospital I leave feeling worse than I did before I came.