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11 Reviews
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19 April 2018
I spent 13 days here back in February my first time in this placefrom ER to ICU then 4th floor surgery area all staff know matter what there jobs were I was treated very goodI would recommend this hospital to anyone
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06 April 2018
I was very pleased with my first experience here, as the night shift was great.
Second time, not so much. I had anaphylaxia; went in with a swollen mouth and tongue. We were there for over 5 hours. Saw a dr and a nurse twice in that time. Twice. We asked to see the dr so I could be discharged. Waited another 30 minutes and no one came or checked in on us. We finally just left. I didn't feel like I had another option.
Next time I'd rather chance death than go to St Marys.response / report this review -
09 March 2018
My Mother was treated here all of her life. She passed away here in the ICU. The staff was very caring and professional.
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07 September 2017
My mom has been here several times for surgeries and other health issues and we have always found the ER staff, doctors and nurses and aides to be very kind, skilled and compassionate to patients and family members. Good place to be if you need health care.
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13 August 2017
Excellent staff doctors and nurses. You get treated with respect and the nurses are right there when you need them when you push the nurses button you don't have to wait 20 to 30 min like you do at other hospitals at St.Marys they come right to you. The doctors are excellent they explain everything and listen to the patient about their concerns. Excellent Hospital!!
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01 August 2017
I'm a first rate pain in the ass that hates hospitals. They did a pretty good job putting up with me. However they released me with no crutches, wheelchair, or I ride home and I couldn't walk.
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02 May 2017
Out of the 2 hospitals in the city, this would be my choice. I have used both and the doctors at St Marys seem to be more reliable in my opinion
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03 April 2017
I am glad that they are taking care of my family. Professional, caring and friendly.
The facilities are clean.response / report this review -
13 March 2017
The human rights violations that take place in the psychiatric unit are appalling and medieval. I have seen people tackled, strapped down, forced to take meds, denied meds, isolated, & counter coersed against in cruel and unusual ways. Staff are supposed to walk the halls all night but invariably quit at 1 a.m. I have witnessed a man exposing his privates repeatedly, partial penetration (read: sex), & two fist fights that went completely unaddressed by staff. In the first instance, two lesbians with bipolar fought over "rights" to me; in the second, an ex con there to detox punched a schizophrenic teen in the face. Why detoxers and the mentally ill are haphazardly lumped together is beyond me. Casual weed smokers are treated as addicts, labeled dual diagnosis, and subjected to tedious religious-based propoganda, but actual addicts' needs go unmet. I have experienced this negligence myself after an overdose of four bottles of meds that in regular dosage have cruel withdrawals. I was put in isolation, unable to move or eat for days, and only acknowledged once to scold me for wetting myself. In one empowering instance my roommate made herself dangerously ill just to get taken to the crisis unit from which she escaped the hospital. Other escape attempts, which are many, have resulted in full speed tackles & unidentified injections. One woman was terrified after EST, stating she didn't know where she was. When I tried to comfort her, this real tough guy couldn't-cut-it-as-a-security-guard staff member snapped at me to get away from her, saying "she knows where she is! Do you not know where you are?" A young teen across the hall started to protest, so he closed himself alone in her room and started whispering to her. So by god I opened that door. She was flat against her bed and he was an inch from her face. I have an investigative personality so needless to say the lazy staff hated me and counter coersed against me on several occasions. In one instance my only bra mysteriously went missing. I complained daily for the unwarranted exposure and embarrassment. That same tough guy worker made a big fuss that I didnt "deserve" a bra and its people like me who lose everyone their right to have a bra. Staff back pedaled and tried to produce my bra and couldnt find it. I wrote down everything the staff worker had said, date, time and witnesses and like magic he was able to produce my bra. There used to be a piano right beside the ping pong table, and that day when I sat down to play piano, he picked up a ping pong paddle and repeatedly swiped next to my head, grazing it.
The most galling instance of harrassment occurred at my last check in. A young man from my high school class who had badgered me for weeks to have lunch, dinner, or netflix with him had started working there. I'd politely refused him. And buddy when i got to psych ward, he was gonna make me pay for it. He started in immediately the first day pointing at my belongings on the floor and stating, Theres a 3-items-on the floor maximum, and demanded that I clean up in front of him. He kept hounding me for days. When I started playing horseshoes he demanded I stop and said I was obnoxious--to which I responded, quite cleverly, "YOU'RE obnoxious." A fellow staff member demanded that i show him more respect. I told her that I'd repeatedly turned him down for dates the last few weeks and he was getting back at me. The young man bullying me didnt say anything but looked guilty as sin. She said, Well now that you've explained that, I can see both sides of the story, and simply walked off. I told my psychiatrist, who informed whoever and the worker in question was sent home for the remainder of my stay. However in response the staff henceforth refused me my meds on time if at all and any help or accommodation reminding me that, "Ordinarily we'd help you, but you see now we're understaffed."
I'm literally just getting started but I'm out of room. Sufficeth to say that if I were ever in a suicidal situation again with 2 options and one was psych ward, I would not choose psych ward.response / report this review -
13 March 2017
I always walk away from St Marys the way I would stagger away from a particularly self loathing one-night-stand. I know I technically agreed to it, but I wasn't exactly in the best state of mind.
When I recall how St Marys has impacted my life, 4 main instances come to mind.
The first happened 6 years before I was born. The OBG delivering my older brother arrived very late. They threw my mother onto a delivery table and delivered him immediately. At that point the umbilical cord had been wrapped around his neck a very long time. As a result his IQ was 70. He suffered so many opportunity costs and bullying as a result, and he has been an incredible cause of suffering to our family and continues tormenting everyone at age 30.
Second instance, I was 11. My 60-year-old grandpa showed up to St Marys with a cough, and was told to say his goodbyes. My family members noticed in his file that lung tumors had been noted several months prior, but this information had been withheld. He died 2 days later, family sued and lost.
My next instance involved the conception and birth of my daughter. After a miscarriage I bled heavily for months but was turned away by St Mary's empty handed. The nurse stated I needed hormonal birth control but that they couldn't prescribe it because they were a religious institution. I ended up conceiving again that week and it was the WIC office that finally gave me iron supplements for anemia.
Fast forward 9 months. I was induced (a two-day process) once, sent home for a day then called back to be induced again, leading to a very long fast before labor. My labor could easily be described as one of the most degrading and disempowering days of my life. I had stuff strapped to both arms and across my abdomen and had to mess myself because I couldn't get up. I was repeatedly cathed for not peeing enough despite my outright insistence that they stop. My gynecologist was a patent misogynist (repeatedly refused me birth control and care after an abortion) and had no interest in my opinions, threatening me at the last minute that if I didnt agree to every intervention that he would discharge me with a number for a midwife. My membrane was punctured by the epidural leading to intense migraines for weeks. I went through all first 9 stages of labor alone because my abusive ex (about whom I'd repeatedly expressed fear to the staff) put up a sign saying No Visitors then fell asleep in the room. In retrospect its bizarre to me that he was allowed to make my decisions and control the situation throughout the process, from my pain meds to the babys naming to talking to CPS before me. I don't fault the staff though because he is a very convincing narcissist. My main gripe from the experience is that St Marys wrote a week later to state that there had been a goof in my daughters blood tests, forcing me to return with her in her fragile state and get all of them redone.
Not quite a year later, I was roofied at a get together and found myself at St Marys (CHH had trauma night) to get a rape kit. Someone from the rape hotline came with me. We waited 6 precious hours in the lobby. When I went back to intake a nurse tried to discourage me from going through with the test, saying I would be ruining a young mans life. I had to protest my case that this was a 40-year-old married stranger. I was denied water by another nurse who also tried to indicate that i had refused some of the tests simply to make her job easier. I recognized this nurse from a shared high school class and I have received (poor) care from her on several occasions despite voicing the past relation. The attending nurse was so brash and rude that the rape hotline worker I was with later investigated and was assured by several coworkers that "thats just her style."
St. Mary's, you suck. Someday a bigger, better hospital, one more selective with staffing, better lawyers, not superstition based, better morale, better outcomes, pretty much better in every way, possibly even located in the same city, will take over and turn you into a glorified latrine. Oh wait.response / report this review -
09 September 2016
I had an internal brain bleed and was flown here for treatment. I was treated exceptionally well and had the utmost care in ICU and on the 5th floor Neuro-science. My Doctors and nurses were great and were very professional. I would gladly recommend this place to anyone in need of wonderful health care.
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