Saint Barnabas Medical Center (COE) Hospital
I did not have a good experience in the recovery room. They yelled at me and completely messed up the transfer into my room upstairs. I was there for 6 hours. Ontop of that they let my friend come in to see me and did not allow my husband. Other than the recovery room I felt that this hospital was awsome. I have never been treated so good in a hospital. I think the floor 4700's deserves something special.
I was in a room w/4 other women & we had a private nurse the whole time. I was there 3 days & 2 nights, I found the 1st 3 nurses I had to be very helpful, but the one I had on the last day was barely seen. The bathroom in our room was pretty gross & w/4 women, would could have used another bathroom. All in all, I would use St. Barn, again.
The bathroom in my room was dirty, the garbage was only emptied once a day, and it needed much more attention than that. The showers were GROSS. Not just in need of a freshining up, but totally Gross. Old soap and Shampoo left in the shower, patient electrodes from the telemetry monitors stuck to the walls and floors, just gross!!
I was there for 3 nights and had 4 different nurses, 2 of them, Nina and Pat were GREAT, the other 2 I can't rate because they didn't even tell me their name.
The nursing staff was phenominal. I didn't have much pain, but I felt they were very responsive to my needs. I worried before going into the hospital about getting stuck in a quad... and I did. Turned out just fine though. I had lovely roommates and the company was nice.
My only two issues with the hospital:
1) I question their judgement on the meals: coffee (which I don't drink), jello (which I hate) and diet ginger ale with every meal?! I was repeatedly told soda was a no-no. When I asked about it, I was sort of given the brush-off and told to wait til it got flat. Would a spot of Crystal Light or diet iced tea have killed them? Certainly we Bariatric patients weren't breaking the bank with our food requirements. It seems the least they could do. Oh, and at "dinner" in place of jello we got the most awful, watery chicken broth. It was pitifully bad.
2) I ended up staying in recovery for about 6 hours after my surgery because my blood pressure was out-of-wack. They would not let my husband stay with me despite repeated requests for him. He was allowed in for about 10 minutes after a few hours and then they finally let him in about a 1/2 hour before I was moved to my room. I kept hearing them talk about sending me to ICU because of my bp and I was terrified. It didn't help that I was blind with out my glasses. I felt utterly vulnerable and defenseless. I don't see what harm it would have done to allow me to be comforted by my husband's company. I sort of thought it was cruel and unnecessary.
Other than those two minor beefs, I was pleased with my stay and would be confident recommending the hospital.