Sleep Study Experience

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My daughter's boyfriend lives close to a hospital where I had a sleep study scheduled. He had visited there recently and said it was a bad hospital. He went to emergency so things are always crappy in emergency. I went to the hospital for my consult. Met with the doctor, chatted, he was very friendly. Everything seemed cool. We booked my sleep study for a month later, which was this past Tuesday (October 9th). If you don't know, a sleep study is done at a clinic (this one was in the hospital). You stay overnight and are hooked up to a bunch of machines so they can monitor you. I'm not sure whether they monitor you visually. You go at night and they release you at 5:00 in the morning. Because it was a 45 minute drive and I didn't know whether I would get much sleep, I had my husband drive me and told him to pick me up at 5:30 the next morning. I had a lot of anxiety leading up to this "procedure". I get to the hospital, check in at the desk and get my wrist band, then go up to the second floor where the sleep clinic is. That, and another clinic. Well, there was no one there. I went over to the other clinic where a nurse was getting ready to go home. She told me the sleep clinic was on the other side and I told her no one was there. She came over with me. There were three doors wide open, but not the technician's door. She thought that was funny because she is usually there early setting up. I sat by myself for half an hour when a man and is elderly mother arrived. She was going to stay until he was settled as he was not in good physical shape. A few minutes later another woman showed up. She was not happy to be there. She already has a CPAP machine but can't use it when she has allergies so thought getting a study was moot. The real purpose for the study is to see if you need a CPAP machine, not something I want. I had arrived at the hospital at 8:45 for my 9pm appointment. At 9:45 a security guard showed up doing her rounds. We told her no one was there and she radioed down to reception. "Not again", we heard through the walkie talkie. Apparently there are 3 different technicians and this was the one gal's last day and guess she just decided not to come to work. We were all sent home. The others wanted their money back for parking. Me? I had to try and get my husband on the phone waking SOMEONE up in our house who got him out of bed to drive another 45 minutes back to get me. He was pretty p.o.'d and I told him not to worry, I wasn't coming back. The irony is we kept getting reminder calls and told we would be charged $350 if we didn't show up. I wanted $350 for THEM not showing up. They called the next day to reschedule and I said, "No thank you." Daughter's boyfriend is right. Not a great hospital. It is the smallest hospital I've ever seen. Our hospital is twice the size, why can't we have a sleep clinic here? My other option is driving to a bigger hospital, in a bigger city, with a lot more traffic, meaning a longer drive. I'm not going to do it unless my doctor insists. All the anxiety I went through leading up to nothing. The security guard took me to the basement cafeteria where I could watch tv and not be infected by those in the emergency waiting room. She was super nice. And now I'm sick again anyway.