State of Health Care in Eureka
First, I want to start off by saying Mother and Daughter are doing fine. The reason will become clear shortly.
St. Joseph’s in Eureka was the birthplace of my daughter, and as of a couple of hours ago, my new Grand Daughter.
It was a rough labor. Two days, and things started to go wrong on the second day. Very wrong.
Without going into the details here, the end result required a hurried “C” section.
Let me set the mood. It is 9:00pm, the front door of the hospital is locked, the only way in or out is via the Emergency Room door. A procedure in place of checking in with the staff and entrance to the hospital proper. Sounds good on the surface doesn’t it?
Now let me relate my experience.
“Ring Ring”……”Get up here NOW!”
After horridly parking in the hospital parking lot I made my way into the emergency room and found myself behind approximately 30-35 people hacking, coughing…..one bleeding all over himself and the person holding him up….a series of what I can only describe as “globs” on the floor and one lone hospital worker at the back of the Emergence Room.
With no way to get to her. Seriously, no way. I did mention the 30 people in front of me.
Knowing a good cluster fuck when I see one I started looking for other doors. After finding one I began beating on it until someone opened it. I explained my family situation and pity was taken.
After finding the delivery area I approached the on-duty nurse and explained that anyone requiring entrance to the Maternity ward is required to spend several hours in an emergency room full of quite ill people prior to being given entrance.
She looked at me with doe eyes and rattled off the standard response. “yes it is frustrating isn’t it.”. Indeed.
Well, most people here on the Herald know me well enough that I don’t suffer fools well. I demanded a Hospital Supervisor….immediately.
Enter the supervisor.
Juanita, who must have had some basic required Risk Management training at one point, stated she saw the liability to the facility by making people wait for hours in the company of quite ill people prior to entering a section full of new born babies.
She even took my phone number. How nice.
Frankly, I could care less about the phone call back from the hospital, it won’t change anything. And their policy, in my opinion, was established as a form of labor cost savings.
The health of not only new mothers, little babies, and ICU patients be damned.
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