My youngest daughter hit by a car in her motorcycle again. Then her husband goes to the hospital gets met by a Haitian or something security guard who tells him he don’t know what’s going on with her so come back tomorrow. So told son inlaw to call the ER and I had a little talk to the security guard who doesn’t know what his job is or what hippa privacy laws are either. I tried to call the social worker in nights but one of their buddies answered the phone and transfered me to them instead.. unbelievable.