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This is really a beautiful and clean hospital so far as I've ever seen. It's a nice place to volunteer..
The training I received through the volunteer office was very thorough and kindly given.
Respect and care for patients well-being is always a top priority and if there should ever be any complaint or comment by a patient or visitor, it is always seriously taken and addressed as needed.
This hospital has the best staff in labor and delivery. The are all amazing!! In maternity as well. They are very attentive, polite, helpful, supportive, caring, and very friendly. I had a friend who delivered here and she wasn’t an easy patient due to her being schizophrenic but the staff had the proper patience and I was very happy that they treated her so amazing!! They even got her the medication needed to treat her condition. Very pleased with this hospital!! Thank you those in labor and delivery!!
Great hospital... I was in the ER last week and ALL staff is amazing... ER nurse Cassandra was amazing and answering all our questions... When I got admitted and went upstairs the other nurse KAT was making sure we were fine and was even tracking down the doctor so that we could get out quicker... She knew we were ready to leave and was trying her best to get us out. They answered all our questions and seemed to legitimately care about the patients
This is a horrible place don't go here. 1st they asked for my insurance before they began treatment or checking my vitals. which i found out is illegal. They never took my temperature but said I had pneumonia. I waited 4hrs in the ER. The restroom was nasty. They treated me like a 2nd class person, rushed me out of the ER. I had blood pressure that was 146/101 they sent me home. Dont go here they are horrible. Id rather walk 50 miles than go here. Worst experience of my life.
What a terrible terrible place. They need to reconsider everything about it. The staff, the methods, the communication, the temperature or at least the comfort of their patients... I was hopeless and came to speak with someone about the next step to take in my mental health, to seek some sort of help of any kind. i arrived at eleven and was in the waiting room until 5 am. They drew my blood and tested my urine and told me nothing about either (which is hilarious considering i think i might have a bladder infection, but not the main focus here). I specified every time I saw someone that I just needed to talk to a psychiatrist or someone who can have a conversation with me but they just told me someone would come and to just lay down. The next day was when they moved me to the hallway and I saw the horrors of how they treat their psychotic patients. They speak to them like animals or small children, and openly argue about actions and complaints they have right in front of the patients. The patient in question kept saying he thought they put something in his IV, and instead of doing the logical thing and nicely (and briefly) explaining that the IV was to help him, and that he is in a safe place and they are going to make him feel better, they abruptly tell him to sit down and let them continue. The way they speak is so stern, and mostly involves "do this" or "don't do that". There is no feeling of hospitality, no feeling of comfortability. Not once was there an explanation, a nice word, or even a calm or gentle tone of voice. For someone with psychosis that is the worst thing you can do. The workers there remind me of workers at Taco Bell, or Goodwill, though I've experienced register clerks that were better. One doctor stormed off in an angry fit after arguing with another doctor in front of the patient. I just sat there and watched, until finally someone spoke to me. An intern social worker. The only person in the whole facility that actually seemed like they could do their job. She came back some time later with a sheet of paper with some clinics and such to call. Wow. I come in saying my life is absolutely hell and they make me sit in the cold five hours, and on a slab for another five, for them to hand me a sheet of paper. That was the most expensive sheet of paper I've ever been handed in my life.
Also may I add that they marked my issue as "dissassociation." It's called dissociation, and it's one of the most common symptoms aside from depression and anxiety, and it's ridiculous that even the psychiatrist there didn't know what it was. I was a severe case and they just kept asking me if I hallucinate (I don't, thanks.)
I could pick a million descriptor terms to further express the terribleness here, but hopefully you can come up with a few yourself.