If I could put ZERO stars for this place, I would do it in a heartbeat. Speaking of a heart beating, please do not EVER go to this hospital if you want to keep your heart beating. Every experience I have had with this place has been absolutely ridiculous, and I will not go into detail about them all because we would be here a while.
However, yesterday was the creme of the crop of BAD medical experiences, or whatever the BOTTOM of the crop is called; of which I could come up with a few names, but I will spare everyone the profanity.
It started with my wife arriving in an ambulance, after suffering multiple seizures in a public park located only three blocks from the hospital (the ambulance took at least a full 40 minutes to get to the park, but that's a review for the American Medical Response, which is not affiliated with Mee Memorial I don't believe). I had all five of our children with me when this happened, so I had to run them home (except for our youngest) before I could be there for my wife at the hospital. When I finally arrived, 15 minutes later, the hospital would not let me go back to see my wife because I had our youngest little girl in tow; this is the first mistake the hospital made, and no where near the last.
I paced around the waiting room, sat down with my little daughter to try to comfort her (she's a toddler and just didn't understand what happened to 'mommy,' nor where she went...so she ONLY needed to see her mom once to know that it's going to be okay), and walked outside to get a cell phone signal to notify everyone who were wondering what was going on, and how my wife was doing. The nurse, finally, came out to tell me that my wife was going down the hall to get a CT scan, so we could, briefly, see her before she went into the scan room. Thus, we did get to barely see her, but she was extremely groggy and in and out of consciousness; this is NOT exactly the way our little girl wanted to see her mom, but it was enough to allow me the opportunity to get her back home to her older brother's and sisters.
After the 20 minute round trip dropping off our little girl, I was back to the hospital. They now let me go back, and informed me that they didn't want us back there because there was another emergency that had shown up minutes after my wife that they didn't want us to see. That just made me more angry. I am not there to look at someone else's emergency, and I can decide what my little girl sees, who I could have easily distracted as we went for OUR emergency! Apparently, a young woman was shot up by the police, and on lots of drugs, and she did not make it, unfortunately.
The gunshot victim leads to what was going on with my wife through the whole time my daughter and I were waiting, and the time it took for me to drop off our little girl once we finally had the chance to see my wife (I did not find this all out until the next day when my wife filled me in on what went on during that time).
So, while I was gone, my wife was left alone for MOST of the time, while she suffered several MORE seizures because all of the medical personnel were trying to save someone who had come in near death. The part that makes me furious is that my wife was going through a SERIOUS, life threatening ordeal as well. And this wasn't a 'normal' thing that we already knew about, like epilepsy. No, this was the second time in her whole life that she had a seizure, and the doctors never had figured out why her first one had happened. Also, my wife wasn't just exhibiting the classical shaking siezure...she was barely breathing, her pulse was weak, and it was scary. In other words, she was treated like she had a little bump on her head, or maybe needed a couple of stitches, but the reality was she needed HELP and to be monitored more closely.
I am going to cut this short because I have probably already written MORE than most would like to read, and there's a MOUNTAIN more of the horrible treatment: spun out nurse, more neglect, me cleaning & caring for my wife, no attention, nor respect. Limit reached...Don't Go to Mee!!
