Burns & hospitals

June 14, 2009

Dear ,

I'm sorry that you had this horrendous accident and spilled boiling water on

yourself, but I'm happy for you that you found excellent health care from such

capable hands. Ochsner Clinic is absolutely the worst ER I have ever seen and I

have used it for myself personally and my children. It is not a Charity

hospital by any means, but the largest, most expensive in the area. There are

many fine doctors who practice the most modern medicine in the clinic, but ER

has only interns and residents, but they will never call in your doctor when you

are in ER no matter how many times you plead and ask them to call.

The last time was certainly not by choice, I was on my way to see a doctor at

their clinic, when I began to have symptoms of a stroke. Since I didn't want to

end up in a little 2 x 4 clinic in one of the small burgs we passed through, I

told my husband to put the medal to the pedal and if he was stopped by an

officer, to ask for an escort to get us to the hospital in New Orleans. No such

luck, although it did happen to us once for our little boy while we were

traveling home, we had to divert our passage and go to Ochsner Clinic instead

and were stopped for speeding.

Upon arriving at the parking garage, an employee saw Jimmy struggling to get me

out of our van, but I could not stand or walk, so she called for ER and I never

did see the doctor I had an appointment with, so this angel of mercy cancelled

my appointment for me. While awaiting my turn to see the triage nurse, no one

seemed to care that I was having a stroke and the window of opportunity was

running out for me to have a complete recovery. The triage clerk wrote that I

was paralyzed on my left side, when it was my right.

When I finally saw a " doctor " I was put in further distress to know I would not

be seeing a doctor, but she said they would put me in CCU as soon as they had a

bed, but there was a change in shifts and a young smart a** resident came on

duty and said I was not having a stroke, it was just neuropathy. I almost blew

my brains out shouting and telling him I had 4 of the 5 signs for having a

stroke, and I knew what neuropathy was. We continued to disagree, so and I

asked for copies of my records to leave the hospital and he nonchantley ordered

them to give them to me. He had the gall to give me his personal calling card.

They pushed me to the front door in a wheel chair and left me there alone until

Jimmy could walk through the hospital, clinic and parking garge and go around 2

blocks of hospital to get to the emergency room to collect me, which took about

20 minutes.

My local oncologist admitted me to the hospital locally and all the proper tests

were done and a neurologist came to see me where I was diagnosed properly. Four

years later, I still have a blood clot in my cerebellum. We all hope it will

remain there, but I have it checked every 6 months to see if has broken up or

moved, then I would be in real trouble. In over 40 years, I have not seen a

change for the better, they are still using the same archaic practices in ER.

Locally, they use contract physicians and nurses in ER who are trained to work

in ER. There they know my name and tell them to call MDACC without further

adieu. They remember me only because I am one of the few CML patients in the

area. I may be stretching it, but I think they would have 5 at the most.

My soap box just collapsed, so I have to end my diatribe. All best wishes to

you for a speedy and painless recovery.

Blessings to anyone who has the need of an ER, since it is usually a train

wreck,

Lottie

June 15, 2009

Gosh it's a small world Lottie. So you are from the New Orleans area? I was

raised in a small town north of there called Kentwood. My sister lived in New

Orleans for years. I had an aunt that passed away at Ocshner Hospital years ago.

My Dad also spent some time there years ago when he was disgnosed with bone

cancer. You never know who you will run in to on here, lol.

From: Lottie Duthu <lotajam@...>

Subject: [ ] Burns & hospitals

" CML " < >

Date: Sunday, June 14, 2009, 9:28 PM

Dear ,

I'm sorry that you had this horrendous accident and spilled boiling water on

yourself, but I'm happy for you that you found excellent health care from such

capable hands. Ochsner Clinic is absolutely the worst ER I have ever seen and I

have used it for myself personally and my children. It is not a Charity hospital

by any means, but the largest, most expensive in the area. There are many fine

doctors who practice the most modern medicine in the clinic, but ER has only

interns and residents, but they will never call in your doctor when you are in

ER no matter how many times you plead and ask them to call.

The last time was certainly not by choice, I was on my way to see a doctor at

their clinic, when I began to have symptoms of a stroke. Since I didn't want to

end up in a little 2 x 4 clinic in one of the small burgs we passed through, I

told my husband to put the medal to the pedal and if he was stopped by an

officer, to ask for an escort to get us to the hospital in New Orleans. No such

luck, although it did happen to us once for our little boy while we were

traveling home, we had to divert our passage and go to Ochsner Clinic instead

and were stopped for speeding.

Upon arriving at the parking garage, an employee saw Jimmy struggling to get me

out of our van, but I could not stand or walk, so she called for ER and I never

did see the doctor I had an appointment with, so this angel of mercy cancelled

my appointment for me. While awaiting my turn to see the triage nurse, no one

seemed to care that I was having a stroke and the window of opportunity was

running out for me to have a complete recovery. The triage clerk wrote that I

was paralyzed on my left side, when it was my right.

When I finally saw a " doctor " I was put in further distress to know I would not

be seeing a doctor, but she said they would put me in CCU as soon as they had a

bed, but there was a change in shifts and a young smart a** resident came on

duty and said I was not having a stroke, it was just neuropathy.. I almost blew

my brains out shouting and telling him I had 4 of the 5 signs for having a

stroke, and I knew what neuropathy was. We continued to disagree, so and I asked

for copies of my records to leave the hospital and he nonchantley ordered them

to give them to me. He had the gall to give me his personal calling card. They

pushed me to the front door in a wheel chair and left me there alone until Jimmy

could walk through the hospital, clinic and parking garge and go around 2 blocks

of hospital to get to the emergency room to collect me, which took about 20

minutes.