Cleaning up the neighborhood

So St. John's Hospital recently closed. I feel bad for all the people who were receiving care there as a convenience and now have to go elsewhere, but I am so glad that we are rid of of this vile institution. My mother was also treated horribly there years ago. Hub DRAGGED me here last year for treatment.

They threw everyone in the emergency room, even those like me who weren't "emergency" patients and told us we were lucky to have a bed! Then they moved me into a holding area, the hallway. The whole time, no one, not the nurses, physician assistants or other staff knew what the HELL was going on. 15 people told me not to eat for 2 days so I followed their order- I had to tell the people delivering lunch to give my food away. Then it turns out - Oops I could have eaten because my surgery wouldn't be till a weekday. They told me that Sunday night, and after 2 days of not eating your appetite is pretty much gone.

Lets see, what else. There were 4 people to a room, and I shit you not a nurse came in to take my temp and blood pressure every 15 godamned minutes! Talk about a waste of resources. If I were in intensive care, I would see no problem with this. Some young punk nurse came in and asked if he could give me a breast and anal exam. I asked if it was necessary, it wasn't and I sent him on his way. Also once a day I had to answer questions about how I was feeling, and Sunday they sent some crazy priest in to talk to all the patients. He basically looked at me like I was Satan when I said I wasn't religious. I didn't know I had to be to receive proper care!

When I asked repeatedly who my Dr. would be, if I was having surgery, how long I had to stay there, no one knew anything. Yet they were looking at a chart and writing stuff down! One PA actually said "you will remain here until you get better". Oh yes, that's EXACTLY the answer someone wants to hear a month before their wedding. A nurse yelled at me because I was walking in the hall with my own socks and not hospital socks.

HMMM then there were the anesthesiologist students! They had no idea what they were doing, poked and prodded me to stick a simple IV in, one pumped air through me and I thought I would pass out. And try to get an actual nurse to do it? Finally one HAD to because my Dr. was frustrated and asked them what the hold up was. And she was a peach, looked at my chart and said "hmmph, your anemic" and walked away.

They should just demolish the building and call it a day. The mall is right across the street, so a nice row of shops would be wonderful.