Holy Spirit

Lapulap said:sorry for going off-topic

I’m not sure if I totally understood the post, but honestly? I think I would lose my mind if my kid was stuck in the hospital and all they could do was change their bedsheets.

oh no... oh my god... I mean, I've seen it happen, you know? kids can actually handle stuff like that

Gonna try not to start a whole new thread here, but I'm trying to get through to someone at the Mayo Clinic via their main line. No luck on the general number, and honestly, nobody's picking up the urology department either.

Anyone know if I'm just calling at a terrible time or what?

I really just need to find out when visiting hours are allowed.
If anyone knows, let me know 🙂

Sophia Martinez65 said:There’s this online book for filing complaints against the American healthcare system: www.doctors.com , but hardly anyone knows about it. It would be awesome if you guys used it to post some praise 🙂 or a complaint.

I already posted some shoutouts for my trauma center, but they won't publish them.😢

Hannah Davis18 said:Ugh, I’m trying not to start a whole new thread here, but I'm having zero luck getting anyone on the line at the Mayo Clinic. I tried their main number and even the urology department, but literally nobody is picking up.

Does anyone know if I'm just calling at a bad time or what?

I really need to find out when visiting hours are actually happening.
If anyone has any clue, please let me know 🙂

A friend of mine just had surgery there...
Last time we went, we could basically drop in whenever we wanted all day long...

As for the phone thing, I don't know, are you pretty sure you've got the right number?
You want me to try calling tomorrow and ask around for you?

ugh, nobody got back to me. I just found out visits are strictly from 5:00 to 5:30 PM, and they wouldn't even let a girl in at 4:00.
I'm heading there tomorrow during that window.

I guess I'm not sure if there's an earlier slot in the morning... 🤔
I managed to dig up some numbers online on the local hospital's site; I even found out that Ognjen K. is the head of urology over there.😬

Tinchi said:It’s actually refreshing to read something like this on a thread where you’d normally expect nothing but pure vitriol. 🙂
But then again, it’s honestly pathetic that people have to start entire threads just to complain about how they're being treated—that kind of basic decency should be the standard, not a special occasion.

👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏
Spot on!

Grace Jackson11 said:I’ve been hospitalized in America 14 different times

😲 😢
So, what actually happened to you? (If it isn't too personal)

Good morning. Does anyone here have firsthand experience regarding polyp removal performed at Mayo Clinic? I’ve been advised to undergo a hysteroscopy to address a uterine polyp. Could someone walk me through the logistics of the procedure? For instance, the prep work required the day before, the recovery timeline—whether one can head home just a few hours after the surgery—and practicalities like bringing pajamas or other essentials.

THANKS!!!

Elizabeth Sanchez60 said:Morning! Has anyone here gone through uterine polyp removal at Mayo Clinic? I’ve been told I need a hysteroscopy. Can someone walk me through what to actually expect? Like, do I need to go in early the day before, can I head home just a few hours after the procedure, should I bring pajamas or anything like that? Help me out!

THANKS!!!

Post this in the women's health forum.

Back in November 2013, I ended up dealing with thyroid issues when I was only 19. Honestly, it probably started even earlier, but that’s when the physical symptoms really started hitting me hard. First, my liver started acting up, then my ovaries, and even my heart. I couldn't keep any food down at all, and I started getting these scary heart arrhythmias. For about a month and a half, I was just bouncing around the local infectious disease clinic because they were convinced I had hepatitis. Then they sent me over to Mercy Hospital, where I ended up in the ER four different times after passing out—which happened after I dropped down to a measly 99 pounds and was basically bedridden. My mom, who has dealt with thyroid stuff herself for years and knows the signs inside and out, kept begging the ER doctors to actually check my thyroid, but all she’d get was some condescending, "Are you a doctor or something?" It was infuriating. I was shaking uncontrollably, my thyroid was visibly swollen, and I was complaining about how hard it was to swallow. Instead of helping, they sent me to the ENT department, where I sat there for six hours just waiting for a priest to come by, bless the ward, and leave—and the staff acted all snappy, like heaven forbid a priest should actually see patients in the hospital. When I finally saw a doctor, he looked at my throat, told me there was nothing wrong, and said I could head back to the ER. And this was while my thyroid was clearly enlarged right there in front of him! We spent six weeks spinning our wheels until we finally bumped into a former neighbor at the ER, whom my mom asked to run a quick blood test for my TSH levels. The results came back in twenty minutes, and yeah, obviously, everything was messed up. I spent about two months trying to get treated at Mercy with a totally wrong diagnosis, but once I realized I couldn't deal with their stupidity, rudeness, and pure incompetence anymore, I moved my care over to Johns Hopkins. Now, I’m seeing Dr. Kuna. Honestly, I can't remember a time in my life when doctors and nurses have treated me with such respect. I seriously cannot recommend Mercy.

When I was a kid, I had tonsillectomies at their facility, starting when I was six, and they told me everything was fine and they'd removed them all. Fast forward a year later, and I somehow have a new tonsil. They told me one had grown back. So, I went in to have that one removed, and the second I woke up from anesthesia, I threw up. My older nurse was standing right there by my bed, and instead of helping, she started screaming at me—and I was only seven! She was yelling about how I dared to vomit on the bed, telling me the emesis basin was right there if I needed it, and then she literally threw the basin at me and stormed out of the room.

The doctors and staff are just completely unprofessional; they don't seem to know the first thing about their jobs and they treat patients like total garbage. Their behavior toward small children is honestly disgusting. Plus, the crowds and the endless waiting could be avoided if the doctors actually did their jobs instead of taking those collective two-hour breaks in the ER.

If you have any other choice, please go somewhere else. Personally, Johns Hopkins has been my best experience, but honestly, anywhere is better than Mercy.

I’ve got an appointment with an immunologist here in February..
Rib won't even see me; they keep claiming my referral was filed wrong..

My sister just went through a C-section at 9:25 PM—exhausting stuff—and then, wouldn't you know it, the very next morning, her mother asks her for something simple, like a toothbrush. My sister’s response? "Mom, what exactly do you think I could give you right now?"... honestly, maybe a kidney. 🙄 Then, when she was asked to grab a nightgown from the bag tucked under the bed, she shot back, "And where would I get one if you've already sent everyone else packing?" I mean, seriously, what can you even say to that?!? A huge 👎 to the Holy Spirit.

Look, I don’t have time for fluff. Let’s just get straight to the point. kaže:
My sister just had a C-section at 9:25 PM. The very next morning, some nurse has the nerve to ask her if she needs anything to brush her teeth with, and my sister just looks her dead in the eye and says, "Mila, what exactly were you planning on giving me?"... because honestly, at that point, she might as well have offered up a kidney. 🙄 When she asked him to grab a nightgown from the bag under the bed, he just snapped back, "Why would I bother when you’re all making such a fuss?" Honestly, what can you even say to that? It's just massive. 👎 For the Holy Spirit.

Unfortunately, my sister finally laid out the cold, hard truth. She’s working in absolutely brutal conditions. I actually spent more than 100 days total praying to the Holy Spirit on two separate occasions, and seeing it firsthand, I can confirm things are just as bad as she says. I’ve been through two C-sections myself, plus a week of intensive care, and honestly? They treated me like royalty. Sometimes, all it takes is a little bit of kindness and a kind word to get people to understand where you're coming from—it can go a long way in getting them to make much bigger concessions.