mistyjackal842
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joined May 2012
I guess even zrixy-in's father ended up in a situation just like my mom's. They wouldn't even give him antibiotics; they just pushed everything off onto a primary care doctor instead. It’s just... it's hard, because he’s a seriously ill man who can’t even swallow, and it should be their job to help him while he's already being treated in the hospital. If you look at other forums—like where parents of little kids post—even there, they say the only place where staying by a sick child all day is strictly forbidden is Johns Hopkins Hospital. I spent so much time in that hospital, not for myself, but while Mom was being treated. People actually started recognizing me in the hallways; they'd ask me for directions to specific buildings. My observation is that, generally speaking, things just don't function at that hospital because there's zero real cooperation between departments. Apparently, it’s considered a nuisance if you try calling a doctor from another department to help a patient. Is it really normal that in a General Hospital, I'm running through the corridors chasing down doctors, practically begging and pleading for them to help my mom? And they won't, because it's Sunday and it's their day off, so we just have to wait until Monday, or so they told us. And once, an internist did respond before Mom even had a fever; he came into her room and noted she was cyanotic. But he didn't do anything about it. He didn't prescribe any therapy; he just... well, he just said it. That was the first sign that something was wrong, because she had never been cyanotic before. That was two days before the fever spiked, and that was a Friday, so it wasn't even his day off yet.
Now, don't get me wrong, there are good doctors there too. This younger doctor who operated on my mom is actually good and kind, and he doesn't lie like those others on the vascular surgery unit. But even he doesn't always dare to take action when he should, mostly because he's afraid the others on his unit will throw him under the bus later. If someone already trusts their doctor at that hospital, then they'll keep trusting them regardless of what I write here. I just wrote this to warn people so they know where they're going, and they can decide for themselves if it's worth the risk. I've seen so many elderly people waiting there, thinking they've come to top-tier specialists for treatment. They have no idea what could happen to them. A few days before Mom went into a coma, there was an older lady—much older than my mom. Should I even mention that they only bothered to call a neurologist for her once her condition had become extremely critical? The nurses there sometimes administer medication on their own initiative, and the surgeons during rounds only look at the surgical wound; they only act if the wound gets infected. They don't pay attention to anything else. There were problems back in the second month when Mom was hospitalized for the amputation of her right lower leg. The nurses again gave the wrong IV on their own, though luckily they reacted in time, even though it was a weekend and it wasn't sepsis. I really thought things would change after that, maybe they'd received some guidance on how to proceed so they wouldn't be risking the lives of immobile patients through ignorance. I wanted to change hospitals, obviously, and wanted Mom to go to the Mayo Clinic instead because I have so much more faith in them. But there was a strike starting right then, and Dad decided we should stick with the doctors who had been treating her so far. Even though Mom wanted to switch hospitals, too. Back in the second month of this year, they were decent to her, even though I know she wasn't easy to deal with. But now, with the strike happening, the attitude has shifted for the worse; they won't talk to us at all, and there's no way you can ask them anything. They kept everything secret, basically. The only one who was decent was Mom's anesthesiologist; when he was on duty, he would actually give us information about her condition. That was also the day he helped her get a blood transfusion because she was anemic after the surgery. She lost so much blood after this last operation because she was bleeding so heavily. And that happened because, because of the strike, they were only doing emergency surgeries and rushed her procedure through that very day, even though, by all accounts, it should have been postponed at least one more day since Mom had been on heparin to prevent clotting right up until the surgery. The reason they gave me was simply that there wouldn't be a free operating room available.