Not the hospital, but when I got my wisdom teeth out, I got the anesthesia IV. When I woke up from it, I took two seconds to recognize my surroundings, said "Hold on a second," and then I slapped myself. Got me more awake, and I then proceeded to review my information to check my cognitive abilities. Apparently they still talk about me.
To help clear up, Scottsdale has two parts. The REALLY REALLY REALLY rich side, and the REALLY REALLY REALLY poor side. Literally there is no in between. Like you drive through and its goes from GIANT MANSIONS WITH BRICK FENCES and then the next house is a one story surrounded with a chain link fence.
And doctors usually have to deal with batshit crazy people.
And doctors usually have to deal with batshit crazy people.