"Ruptured aortic aneurysm at Queen's hospital, Romford"

My dad went to Queens one Monday afternoon complaining of stomach pains, he thought it was his hernia. He was kept waiting in out patients for the whole afternoon and eventually they sent him home and told him to take painkillers.

He died that night of a ruptured Aneurysm of the abdominal aorta.

It was a year in May and I still remember the phone call to him and hearing how much pain he was in before he passed away.

I never want to go near that hospital.