Considering the recent death of Edith Rodriguez at King-Harbor Hospital's ER (formerly King-Drew Medical Center, and before that, M.L. King Hospital) as a result of apathy on the part of the hospital staff and indifference to the point of bureaucratic bullying on the part of the two 911 operators (one of which was formally disciplined for the same offensive attitude to other 911 callers in the past) I simply had to say that, along with other reports of similar deaths due to hospital personnel indifference, that I, too, had a friend who died the same way in the same E.R.
His name was Carlton Simonds. Actually, the last name may have been spelled Simons or Simmonds. I don't remember, but Carl was a dear friend of mine from back in the Youth Group days. We were both members, in the mid-1970's, of Metropolitan Community Church's Friday evening group for Gay kids, Growing American Youth. Carl, Richard (RC) Chapman, and I were very close.
Carl died in early 1996 on the waiting room floor of the King E.R., literally vomiting up blood from a perforated ulcer in much the same way that Edith recently died, and none of the staff lifted a finger to help him.
Obviously, there's a reason this place is called "Killer King."
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