UNC Hospitals — Local services in Chapel Hill

Today!!!! I went into the ER 5/20 to be seen bc I am really sick. They triage me ect, the young man that took my blood was go good an had excellent manners. Once triage done waited when I got call they but me in Acute rm (19 or 20) any way the dr that was in his 3rd year had not so good bedside manners I told him I couldn't hold anything on my stomach not even my daily meds at home he goes I need u to drink this bc it will speed up the proceed get you out of here how that sound?(his words) bc I was feeling so poorly I began to cry and I said I will do wte you want from me even if it's putting me in more pain when at that point I could not eat barely sipping water. Once labs got sent of they come back very very off and malnutrition. Got fluid and potassium ect well the potassium just hard on the stomach I then said I want you all to take out both IV's so I can go he ask what do u have against coming Into the hospital I said nothing that's why I'm here bc I'm sick so the head dr came an he said I would recommend that too. They moved me to P4room which is a holding g for people waiting to get discharged it was even worse I laid back there u til today they didn't have food I could try to eat all big thick sandwiches which my stomach not good right now so they wanted me to eat I guess to see my magic trick bc I'm incontinence right now which was another reason I went got scared when it start happening. I asked for drink aide brought back reg Shasta ginger ale I told her I'm diabetic I can't I literally had to put on a diaper bc I forgot my disposable undies which I appreciated that it was fine. But laid back there until about 6:48am before I went to the bathroom I asked to be taken in the rest room and I then told the aide I can clean myself up just need help taping the diapers on. I guess they thought I was three for pain med that's the first thing asked was not concerned with the problem at all. I told them Yes and I have pain meds I take and No I have not ran out but I was in pain and I told them I took pain meds and what kind. I had to nearly beg to get something to help me with pain nausea vomiting back pain my legs being fatigued hungry cold but they gave me a couple rounds of pain meds lastnighonce yesterday so no food nothing for pain they gave me a pill this morning too for pain more potassium to drink which bc I was there that long potassium could have been in iv. I laid back there with no care or anything in cell block P4. Patient beside me got bit by her cat and that was more concern of that. I am not asking for no ways special treatment I want to be treated fairly as a patient so I came home with the symptoms I have still an now worse. I got home tried to eat little something and I could not eat much hurt me so bad and had to clean everything on my bed including myself. They kept me overnight while waiting for a room the use call bloc P to charge u for s whole night and for what to treat you like garbage. So I'm off to greensboro nc. I pray they do something for me. It was the most horrible u professional sinister uncaring I never thought they would treat patients the way they do. But I guess they are doing there job NOT just getting bodies in to get insurance medicaid Medicare anything that generates a dollar to pay for the big beautiful buildings only to have people these dr scourge nasty nurses (attitudes) an internet Nursing techs to care for patient's that I coiming bc they are truly in need of instead of building new place Introduce or touch up the way people are treated.

Parking at emergency attendants stop flap their big mouths My husband was told that bc I was stuck in transit in between they it's not very much on the cell block P food is prepackaged not diet drinks if u r diabetic. Lord and behold pray before it get 3rd shift or 7p-7a bc it may be your last with no care. I didn't receive any of my morning meds NOTHING at all. Ty for reading)

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I came here once for a ball obstruction because I’ve been treated so poorly at Duke Hospital. I thought I would try somewhere else. But UNC actually was worse which speaks volumes if you read my review about Duke Hospital. I’ve had colon cancer I have lupus and many other problems. When I came here, I was having a bowel obstruction. They actually admitted me. Which I guess is better than Duke because they didn’t. However, the doctor proceeded to tell me that bowel obstructions are not painful and was not gonna give me anything for pain. If you’ve ever had about obstruction, you know it’s like trying to pass a watermelon through a hose. That’s being pushed by a bodybuilder. Constantly. It’s excruciating. I’ve had multiple surgeries and I can tell you I truly understand what it means to be at a 10. Which most people have no idea. After a serious surgery that lasted for hours 17 incision in my stomach and them reconstructing and removing part of my bowels, which are the most sensitive part of your body I came out of the operating room into the recovery room. And the medicine they were giving was a spinal. Which is supposed to make you numb from the waist down. Well, it wasn’t working. The nurse kept turning it up saying let’s just give it some time. All it did was numb my feet to a degree that they actually hurt so I laid there with absolutely no pain medicine for about two hours. The other medication that they could put in my spinal was not available then they moved me to my room. I did not get anything for pain for several hours. That is a 10. Anyways, So at UNC, they kept me for my ball obstruction refused to give me anything for pain and because I kept telling them I don’t agree. I am in a lot of pain he sent several and I do mean several psychiatrists into my room to talk to me about Pain. Telling me basically that it was in my head. By this time, I’m feeling like I am in the twilight zone. I ripped out my IV and left my best friend‘s daughter has sickle cell anemia and she chose to leave Duke and come to UNC for the same reason thinking she would be treated better. But she’s not sickle cell anemia is extremely painful and most people with it. Don’t live past 30 if they live that long. And the most important thing is to treat their pain the more pain they’re in the more they sickle. The more they sickle the more of their blood clots and the more possibility for things like a stroke. Which she has had she’s also had an aneurysm. But they are refusing to give her pain medicine as well. The new thing is to give antipsychotic medication’s I don’t know if you’ve ever had these but they make you feel like Alison Wonderland like your head is not attached to your body. It is a scary, horrible feeling. I understand the war on drugs and I agree that we need to help the people that are addicted and using it wrong or are purchasing it off the streets. But that should not affect the way you treat people in the hospital that have serious medical conditions. It is now to the point that both she and I pretty much refused to even go to the hospital anymore. I will probably one day die at home from a bowel obstruction. Which I never considered before being a possibility. But yet I’ve heard of it happening. I always thought maybe it was an accident. Maybe they just didn’t get to the hospital on time now, I wonder if they weren’t just like me. Tired of going to a hospital where you’re treated terribly horribly when you are in pain scared and feel terribly alone And fearful that you may die because they won’t treat you. 10 years ago healthcare was not like this. This war on drugs is killing people not helping people and if they don’t see this, I can’t imagine what this world will be like in five years. There’s been more suicides and people dying from buying things off the streets because they can’t get it from their doctors Normal people that you would never think would do that are doing it because they’re just trying to survive. The war on drugs is having an opposite effect and it is killing normal people. They...

My son came for an appointment at the Orthopedic Clinic and got sent over to the ER where he was immediately admitted. Everyone was fine the first night however, the next day, the staff (actual staff, not the students) began to display attitudes which I find totally unacceptable. We were only supposed to be staying overnight so the five of us (we traveled for two hours to get to the initial appointment so the son who had the appointment, along with two of his brothers, myself and my husband all drove down together thinking we would be going home the same day) stayed the night together in the hospital room. The next day, with no prior discussion of hospital policy or anything from any of the staff the day before, we were told that we could not all stay together and that some of us would have to go to the Ronald McDonald House that night. This of course upset us because we were still being told that we were going home that night by one person and someone else was in the room saying something entirely different, and because we were told that the rheumatologist, who they were supposedly waiting for to see my son, did not think his case was urgent enough to interrupt their weekend to come and see him. It was after ten by the time everyone got on one accord so we all got to spend the night together again. Day 3: Everyone made sure that we had the information on the Ronald McDonald House because we would be here another night, tonight. We've been told again how our son is not important enough for the rheumatologist to come in today either and everyone who has come in has asked my husband about the reservation, which he had already made. He left at around 6:30 to check in but bought us food back up because we have been purchasing food from the hospital for four people the entire time, plus paying for parking ($1.50 per hour) because we have to park in the parking garage near the hospital since my son was admitted. Aside from giving us the run around, they have been great towards my son, the actual patient. However, their communication skills and empathy towards the families could use some help. When my husband brought the food up, the charge nurse, which we had never seen before, came in claiming to be checking on all of his patients. He to asked my husband about the reservation, told him he couldn't get back in after a certain time and some more stuff. My husband asked that he step in the hallway and address him and to not continue to do so in front of our children, which they had all been doing quite frequently. My husband asked if he was trying to say that they couldn't be up here at a certain time (nurse stated that visiting hours were over around ten, it was nine forty-five and my husband was only dropping off food). The problem I have is that we are not animals or barbarians. Yes, I taught my children to wash their hands after they use the restroom (as the nurse excitedly pointed out). We can be addressed and spoken to as adults because that is what we are. And we didn't drive two hours with the intentions of missing work and wearing the same clothes for four days but we did it because that is what parents do. We had plans that we canceled because a child, our child's health was important enough for us to do so. And yet we were treated as if we were burdens whose child was not important enough for someone who gets paid to care for him to even make the attempt to do so. (Maybe he or she will grace us with their appearance tomorrow). Rules should have been addressed upon his admittance and if we did anything that was against the hospital's policy, the staff should have pulled one or both of us aside for a conversation, not to be scolded or talked at in front of our children. As I write this Review, yes, I am doing so from the guess couch of my son's hospital room. The rest of the family is at the Ronald McDonald House and maybe we'll all get to go home tomorrow after obtaining answers we could not get because of our level of unimportance over...