Barnes-Jewish St. Peters Hospital — Attraction in Saint Peters

In 2009 an ER doctor attempted to give my husband a medication to which he's had a severe life-threatening adverse reaction before, when the doctor was reminded, ER Dr Poggemeier stated to him "it's okay, we'll monitor you." Needless to say this isn't ok!! He experienced death before because of that medication !!

In 2010 we had a GREAT experience when an orthopedic surgeon repaired his fall injury. Most all staff were very attentive to his needs and his situation.

in 2011 he was admitted for an infected foot burn, we were told "we don't have a foot specialist so we're going to amputate". I found a foot specialist, got them to come see him at BSP, he kept his foot. In the 5 or 6 days in between, BSP failed to keep his wounds properly cleaned or dressed, bandages weren't changed, he acquired MRSA while in the hospital, per their own tests. One of the doctors put him into the brink of kidney failure - he's still dealing with serious damages from this today and has never fully recovered from the kidney misadventures experienced in BSP. My husband made it clear he did NOT want one of their standing medications, an abdominal injection. A nurse walked in against his will and stabbed him in the stomach administering the medication before he realized what was happening. He's STILL furious this nurse INTENTIONALLY violated his wishes !

Summer 2012 their ER sent me home with an active DVT without access to anti-coagulation. Following their directions without access to anti-coagulation I developed a Pulmonary Embolism the next day - 30% fatal within the first few hours. I'm still dealing with damage from this incident.

A month later in 2012 as a follow-up to the PE to see about the heart damage that occurred, my cardiologist sent me to BSP for a chemical nuclear stress test. Somehow their nuclear material infiltrated the vein into my wrist instead of in my heart. This was the MOST EXCRUCIATING PAIN EVER - I FELT LIKE THE INSIDE OF MY ARM WAS IN A THOUSAND DEGREE OVEN - I lost nearly complete use of the affected hand for many months which included dropping a plate on our stove which cost us $700 to replace with a similar model. 3 years later my wrist is still messed up (nerve damage??), affecting many aspects of my life. My husband had to call 9-1-1 due to complications of the infiltrated nuclear chemical, the fire fighters who briefed the paramedics were FURIOUS that BSP sent me home in that condition, fully tachycardic and nearly unresponsive. When the ambulance crew returned me to their emergency department, their ER staff treated me like a junkie. I HATE MEDICATIONS and DRUGS, I'm SO not a junkie! Anyone who even somewhat knows me know that I AVOID medications whenever possible.

2015 he was admitted for pneumonia acquired while on antibiotics for bronchitis. He rebounded so rapidly they told us "it was a heart failure issue all along, he never had pneumonia or bronchitis." So was he admitted on a misdiagnosis? Did his primary and ER doctors all 3 misdiagnose him? We've since learned 3 months later that it was actually a massive kidney stone blockage diagnosed at another hospital contributing to his edema and draining his immune system. We've been told the kidney stone had been there "a long time" so undoubtedly it was a big part of the problem that was also not caught here sooner. Our concern, did the stones develop during the 2011 kidney misadventures at this facility? Needless to say in 2015 a 3 month delay in kidney treatment and their pushing of diuretic with the kidney stones was probably not good for his overall well-being.

Other support staff are amazing particularly dietary, just beware several doctors and nurses. Be fully prepared to advocate on behalf of yourself or your loved one. ASK QUESTIONS. Request copies of ALL labs and reports. Read them carefully and thoroughly, you'd be surprised what you find including the snide derogatory comments in the nursing remarks.

They need to learn to NOT put men's urinals ON the food tray or on the tray table - do they seriously consider...

On 1/17/2024 I went to the bjc saint peters hospital. It was the closest and I have been treated so well by the er doctors previously. I have Functional neurological disorder that has been diagnosed by neurologists and psychiatry. It started after a fourth bout of covid on 11/2022 and I have never been the same. My symptoms are paralysis, muscle weakness, speech problems, body pain, nerve pain, panic attacks, personality changes, swallowing problems, abnormal movements(tics or twitches), non epileptic seizures, catatonia, vision problems, hearing problems, facial and muscle drooping, and confusion or memory loss. More than likely I had this previously from my past trauma and ptsd(most of you know), but covid exacerbated it. Unfortunately with all these new and crazy symptoms when it comes to the emergency rooms I have been a frequent flyer. Sometimes the symptoms make me feel like I am dying and especially when most of my symptoms mimic a stroke or heart attack it is always better safe than sorry. Plus I do fall alot so I am injured often due to my muscles giving out or due to seizures. With fnd all my test results come back normal. Ive had a million dollar workup and all normal. Thats how we know this is fnd. So back to this past Thursday. I have a facial droop on my left side and left sided numbness on that whole side. Basically I am paralyzed from my face to my feet on my left side. I was confused, I was only saying one word over and over again and relatively unresponsive. Could be a stroke so we go in. Multiple tests are run and thank god no stroke. We now know this is fnd however our living situation has changed where my disability isn’t physically supported(no access to wheelchair or anything like that) and I have never have left sided paralysis like this. Ive always had my arms. Arms i can use a wheelchair or army crawl and get around and now I can’t. The only treatment for my condition is talk therapy to help identify triggers and pt(usually an inpatient rehab is best depending on the flare symptoms). Unfortunately Dr.H(what we will call him) claimed I was attention seeking and attempted to discharge me. Knowing now what this is and my treatment, this was unsafe and I needed in patient rehab. I refused discharge. My neurologist was amazing and knew what was going on, my nurses were fantastic and advocated for me, a psychiatrist(which dr.h demanded) knew this was fnd and knew this wasn’t attention seeking. My pt and ot people in the hospital were amazing and knew that this was fnd and I needed in patient rehabilitation. Everyone but dr.h agreed and knew what to do. Apparently though dr.h rules all and decided to again discharge me unsafely, without a patient advocate, without consideration of advice from other specialists that specialize in fnd, and without a social worker present. Police were called and I was told I would leave or arrest me for trespassing which they were very well going to do all because of dr.h. While fnd is mental illness it is also neurological because your mental brain decides to causes your nerves and other signals to be blocked. Theres no physical issue but the symptoms are real and there are no meds or cures. Just different forms of therapy. I was treated like a criminal and unfortunately this happens to so many like me. It was shocking. Afterwards due to the stress and trauma of this ordeal it caused a severe episode of catatonia and non epileptic seizures. During catatonia I was blinking but completely unresponsive. Catatonia is an emergency so to a new hospital we went. Unfortunately due to dr.h’s notes on my file after just being discharged previously I was again called a liar and attention seeking by another hospital and they discharged me too. My voice is no longer a stutter, it is gone, my left leg is still paralyzed. My arm does its own thing but it is still numb so I can’t feel it at all. My primary and other doctors are getting me the help I need now. Please share this. No one should go through this. FND and other mental or neurological...

DO NOT MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE WE MADE!!!! We arrived there by ambulance around 10:30-11am. While we waited for “care” I was stunned at what I saw: an overflowing, ill-managed waiting room. A single nurse triaging (labs, symptoms, vitals, etc) IN THE WAITING ROOM (not her fault, she was doing everything she possibly could with what little resources she had- and then some). I saw an NP do an exam a with a sliding partition on wheels as the only source of privacy- again, IN THE WAITING ROOM. I could hear and see everything being discussed and done with these patients. We waited several hours before they called my mother’s name. They got blood and since she was severely dehydrated, a single bag of IV fluids and sent us back to the waiting room. Her blood sugar was out of control, she’d been throwing up for days and was so frail (I didn’t realize this was happening or I would’ve made sure she’d been to the doctor much sooner). We went on to sit in the waiting room for a total of about 8.5 hours. Eventually, of course her IV ran out, and she was in excruciating pain; I requested at least a new bag of fluids. But instead of giving her another, a random nurse simply pulled the bag and closed off the line in her arm. While we were there, I watched a 93-year old man, who had clearly fallen on his face, bleed all over the himself and the floor. Someone from the front desk merely handed his daughter extra gauze to soak up the blood. People who were there before we arrived were still waiting for help by the time we left. I also learned that many of the machines were broken; x-rays were being performed in the hallway of the ER, in front of anyone who happened to walk by. Beds with people in them were “double-parked” everywhere. I watched as my mother and others got sicker and sicker, in the waiting room of this “Emergency Department”. Twice, a security guard stopped playing games on his phone long enough to shout for “all visitors to leave” because the waiting room was too crowded. Some of these patients were delirious and clearly none of them were receiving any compassion or medical care, and now were being told they had to sit there alone while their only advocates waited outside?! I chose to move to a child’s chair at a little kid’s table. He wasn’t happy with me, but I wasn’t leaving my sick, frail mother alone in that caricature of an ED. ONLY after six hours had passed, did I officially inquire as to whether she’d be seen soon and was told by a very annoyed, very overworked nurse that “most urgent cases come first”. I explained that my mother was passing in and out from pain, dehydration, a dangerously high blood sugar AND fever, that she desperately needed help, I asked “haven’t you figured out the ‘order of severity’ by now?” I was met with 🤷🏼‍♀️ (and I mean that literally. The woman shrugged as if to say “too darn bad”). Finally, around the 8-hour mark, my mom couldn’t sit there anymore. When she asked a nurse to remove her IV, there was no concern for her well-being, whatsoever. She didn’t check vitals, ask her name- nothing. She simply yanked that thing out and said ✌🏻. I knew I could at least do my best to take care of her myself at home. I stayed with her through the night, kept her semi-hydrated, gave her insulin and protein shakes. I’m not a nurse, but I did the best I could because they forced me to. We didn’t leave because we decided she could tough it out, we left because that place ACTIVELY allowed her to get worse. I watched an old man bleed and turn grey from blood loss. I heard and saw private medical information. Isn’t that illegal??? I can’t un-see these things, and it’s caused me so much worry

**It’s also something to note, we were there a long time. I became familiar with the faces of people sitting next to us. Not one single time, in 8 hours, was a person of color tended to in any way at all. My mom received less than bare-bones treatment, but anyone who had brown skin was completely invisible. I saw what I saw and it’s a problem. Whether it’s obligate or implicit,...