The first lovely thing was when the nurse tried to put an IV in my arm. She was very nice but didn't believe my mom that an IV in my arm was a bad idea (I tend to flex my arms and ball them up). She did manage to get it in and tape it down but as soon as she left it stopped working because I kinked it. She tried again and the same results. Its not like she was trying to torture me, but she didn't listen! Eventually she conceded to putting it into the back of my hand which worked well. Then I had to have an ultrasound. The technician came in and had a big badge with "Student" written on it. My mom and I looked at each other like "greeeat". So my mom played up my CP and said because of it, I'm really difficult to give an ultrasound (this is a slight exaggeration). But it did the trick so I had the senior technician. Meanwhile the student accidentally pulled my IV out. Then she was sitting unfortunately close to me when my body decided to barf all over her general direction. So that was lovely. The ER doctor was surprisingly cool. He talked to me directly and waited for me to respond. Too bad the other people weren't as cool.
I always interview doctors before I make an appointment to make sure that they communicate with me directly and not just to my parents/aides. Obviously in emergencies I can't interview the doctors. My general practitioner is great. She talks directly to me and allows me to email with her and doesn't defer to my parents. I have rolled out of some doctor interviews because they treated me like an infant. I can't stand that. But considering this was an ER visit, it went slightly better than expected.