Angelo Nazzarro

Review of Azienda Ospedaliera Sant'Andre...

Crazy. I try to be as short as possible. And I wri...

Crazy. I try to be as short as possible. And I write today, with a cold mind, because if I had written yesterday, too angry, I could have exaggerated.
I had to have the plaster removed from my son's arm, slab and everyone at home. 4 hours! I swear! 4 hours in a row.
Disorganization in its maximum expression. And here someone might think "would you be able to do better?" Answer "not only me, but anyone would be able" even if surely there is a professional figure paid lavishly to do it.
Some might even think that the problem is money that does not go to healthcare. True problem that, beyond the rhetoric, cannot be discussed or even less resolved in a review of an irritated person. But those who work in that hospital don't deserve a salary. Whatever amount is paid to him is theft. Dozens of nurses stopped, chatting, annoyed by requests for information. Orthopedics accepting girls who spend the day talking to a friend who has gone to see her while the other branches burst with patients. Girls who, close to the computer tutor, go about looking for a piece of happiness once they have finished what they mean work.
To wait to pay for the ticket, I waited 1 hour and 30 minutes. I had the number 36 (so you can trace who I am) I entered that there was the number 11.
Once at the cash desk? To pay 20 minutes. That is, 20 minutes to deliver a sheet and give 56 euros by receiving in exchange 1 number for the visits requested.
Madness!
If the state doesn't finance Sant'Andrea I'm happy at this point.
If the operators are poorly paid by the cooperative on duty, they know that they deserve less than what they perceive.
Not everybody? Okay, we're in Italy and meritocracy must give way to recommendation, but the vast majority.
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