When my second daughter was in the process of being born, the Doctor and several nurses repeatedly screwed up the monitoring of the fetus, installing it up side down, forgetting to refill the paper, etc etc.
I kept telling them there was something wrong, and they kept denying it, then admitting I was right.
It culminated in the doctor screaming for the emergency surgeon, who was on break and could not be found, and screaming that we had "fetal distress".
When he informed me that my wife and child may die, I told him they would not be the only ones. Security came, but the did not touch me.
Luckily, everything turned out OK, but it was like watching the keystone cops. I was beyond furious. I told him that someone with a degree in accounting should not have realized the fetus was in distress more than 1/2 hour before he and the nurses realized it, especially since I kept telling them something was wrong.
That was over 30 years ago.