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Review of CHU Nice Hématologie - Nephrol...

Misdiagnosis, lack of professionalism, filth.

Misdiagnosis, lack of professionalism, filth.

For almost a year, I never stopped going to the emergency room after severe abdominal pain. I was not given any test and immediately replied that it was stress, that "it was nothing". Obviously, my family and I were confused. How could we have so much pain and it was "nothing"?

I would like to point out that the reception was lamentable. A nurse even managed to yell at me because my heartbeat was irregular. How could I know that? The more so as the doctors did not agree between them.

It was my first visit to the hospital, I was scared and doubled over from the severe pain.

If you call a nurse, no one will come to see you. I almost threw up on the bed or the floor. Floor and bed which were stained with blood.

The person who gave me the infusion left me with a blue, green, purple and yellow rainbow on my forearm. It was very pretty. In case you haven't figured it out, it's ironic.

In the end, what were these pains due to? After taking matters into my own hands, I gave up going to the hospital. I went to see a specialist in an office who diagnosed me with a severe chronic disease.

My life has been hit hard. If I had been diagnosed earlier, I could have been treated. I have seen people continue to live normally because they were taken care of earlier. When I went to the emergency room, nothing was done to me.

Oh and thank you for the mental turmoil it brought me. By dint of telling myself that it's stress, that it's nothing, that it's stress, stress, stress, I ended up believing it like an idiot. Now I suffer from anxiety disorder, agoraphobia, and depression. My life has been hell because of you.

My sister-in-law also went to the emergency room for stomach aches. They told him it was gas. Result? Absolutely no gas, she almost gave birth prematurely.

My neighbor's son complained of pain in his head. Obviously, quite commonplace for Pasteur's doctors. He almost lost his life there, because he had not been diagnosed with his tumor. He's been in intensive care for over three years or more.

Now, I would rather pay more and go to a clinic, than go to the emergency room at the Pasteur hospital and leave my skin there.

I am waiting for the health crisis to calm down to bring all these people together and take the hospital to court.

I was 18, soon to be 23, and my life was ruined by incompetents. Well done.

Ps: there is nothing more laughable than a gastroenterologist who gives you an appointment to tell you to go see ... a gastroenterologist.

If I could put a negative rating I would have. This is not what will give me back my youth, my lost dreams, my abandoned studies and my broken health.

We trust you a little by entrusting you with our lives and those of our loved ones, but you destroy them.

Oh and I forgot to mention the doctors who giggled stupidly (one of which was dancing ???) because an old patient kept saying he was in pain. Disappointing, lamentable. I lost confidence in doctors because of these types of people. Shameful.