Triage is awesome, it weeds out the idiots that think a sprained ankle is an emergency.
The pregnancy test is just the reason that the munchies are able to get their dramatic IV on bed photos. I guess the UK is different, but in the states, you don't get an IV until you have a bed in the ER. So basically these asshats spend hours in a waiting room because they aren't actively dying, when they finally get a bed, they will get an IV for bloodwork and saline, after an hour or so pee in a cup, then said cup goes to the lab, eventually lab work comes back, and because nothing is actually wrong the munchie will chill in said bed taking selfies with a janitor or billing person that wears scrubs until there is time for someone to do the discharge paperwork (holly run-on sentence batman). Asshat munchies are just abusing this healthcare system quirk for there own dramatic benefit.
The US has a fucked up medical system (a ton of people use the ER for all medical care), and not getting sued is high priority (hence the pregnancy test obsession). I'm not fighting the spoonies don't belong in the ER statement, hell most people don't belong in the ER, that's why Urgent Care and same day appointments exist. Also not fighting that EDS peeps shouldn't go the ER....which is beyond correct as most doctors haven't even heard of EDS. Plus youtube can show you how to pop almost any joint back into place (most "fixes" for EDS are self care shit anyway). I'm perfectly fine not waisting the ER's time when I'm passing a kidney stone (not an EDS thing I know), but when I have a reaction to a new med and vomit bile for hours on end (given my nausea meds at home aren't helping and it isn't just the normal level of vomiting with a new med), the ER is the only place that does IV fluids (fuck you pointless Urgent Care).
Sorry about getting defensive, I know I'm just digging my own grave here, but I'm in a shitty mood so I'm doing it anyway. Also, call me a unicorn/snowflake if you must, but I'm not a "spoonie"....I get shit done like a normal person (just with drugs if needed), and cuss/cry alone in a dark room on my own time...just like my stoic catholic upbringing taught me, don't make your shit other peoples shit.
So, besides shooting my self in the foot today, I am going to assume some of you might be nurses, so Happy Belated Nurses Week! Thanks for being smart as fuck people that get shit done and help people whether they are a munchie, snowflake, or regular old stabbing victim (my local ER gets a ton of stabbing victims...my town is ghetto).