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I just came out of another lengthy stay at this hospital where the service is the pits! I was not given my normal medications & forget having any type of decent actually edible meal.
I have a very lengthy list of complaints. I suggest someone had better do some investigating there pretty darn quick before they kill someone.
I went in with atrial fibrillation, which was so bad, it sapped every bit of my strength to even walk or breathe. My cardiologist was aware & wanted me admitted, but when I arrived at the ER, I was put on the back burner. I don't LOOK ill. I sat there freezing while other ill people wandered all around me. I am a double organ transplant patient & my immune system is purposely suppressed, so I don't reject & die. I felt terribly sorry for the young gal who vomited & others who were waiting in the horribly understaffed area, but I needed to be isolated. I alerted the gal at the desk as to my status & that I should not be around anyone I could catch anything from. She couldn't have cared less & obviously had no training as to what to do in the situation. Fine. Had I been able to move about on my own, I would have left & called an ambulance to take me to Ft Myers. I didn't have the strength.
Once inside & a delightful doctor who understood the problem took over, it improved a bit, but there were no spaces, no beds, no aisles, no closets open. We are all freezing. One of the doctors picked my bra up off the floor for me. At the time, I did not realize I would have my sweater jacket stolen from me once moved from ER to the floor. Someone knows where my jacket is & I am sure it went with the laundry somewhere & should have been returned to me, as it had my last name marked on the tag at the neck. Amazingly, no one has admitted to seeing the white jacket sweater with the embroidered colored flowers on the pockets & the colored beads on the zippered front.
I was too ill to eat & nauseated waiting for treatment, so hadn't eaten anything in more than a day. Once in a room, I asked if there was anything I could have to eat. Heavens "no!" because the kitchen closes at supper time & it was after 10 PM. Mental note to self: DO NOT GO TO ER after supper. NO FOOD exists in the entire hospital from 6:30 PM to 8 AM.
Next day there are tests & more tests & no food. By this time I am nauseated from no food at all in a couple of days to rapid heart beat which makes you nauseated.
Many little errors here & there can be over looked, but rude nurses, who act as if you are a 2 year old, who miraculously has survived living all alone for 6 years, fighting cancers, heart problems, intestinal problems & specialty diets, renal failure, specialty drugs, frequent labs, daily infusions, & tending a port, con artists, U S Mail thieves, but can't handle a simple menu choice.
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