Very bad hospital. You are not treated as a human ...

Very bad hospital. You are not treated as a human here but as a number.
Tumor diagnosed a few years ago after a lot of amateurish examinations on my mother the size of an orange.
I immediately went to the surgery counter to make an emergency appointment. My mother was in a lot of pain.
They didn't operate there was a waiting list. According to the desk clerk, I also had to make an appointment behind her back, otherwise that would have consequences.

We then got a contact person to call if it was going to be life-threatening. My mother, meanwhile, was already on morphine because of the pain.
Called the contact a few times that it really was no longer working and that mother was in pain. She didn't want to know about this. We eventually had to threaten with a lawyer to have my mother admitted. Scandalous!

Operation finally succeeded, after which a long suffering followed for me as a caregiver and certainly for my mother. Irradiations, chemo. She has been hospitalized several times because she was dehydrated from diarrhea. They didn't want to take her in nor did she want to feed her IV when she lost more than 10 pounds. The diarrhea was normal, said the oncologist .. nothing could be done about it.
My mother then put them alone in a room where she could die. The nurses murmured she wouldn't make it anyway.
My sister then had to threaten again with measures if AZM Maastricht would not provide infusion nutrition.
Eventually they tacked. My mother then recovered thanks to my sister.

In my mother's last days she lay exhausted and completely empty on the couch at home. Internal bleeding had caused anemia. She was so weak she couldn't stand. I had to change her ostomy, etc. I worked 5 shifts and was not helped by the municipality of Maastricht because I had too much income .... this was also a difficult time for me.
My sister, crying, called the out-of-hours GP and begged them to see my mother. After hours of calling and waiting, a doctor from the GP station came by. He concluded that my mother was still in good spirits (good with) and that she therefore did not need to be admitted, even though her body was dying after death. So she was not taken. She would receive a blood transfusion the next day. I then walked upstairs angry. I couldn't believe what the doctor said.
The day after, mother had a blood transfusion.
The ambulance brothers saw that my mother was completely exhausted and dying sickly no. They asked my sister which department my mother should be taken to.
My sister said department? The hospital has determined that she must return home. The brothers looked at each other in disbelief and brought my mother home. They had just put her on the sofa at home when the Valkenburg hospice called that my mother could go there. My mother was so happy that she was back home, I will never forget the look in her eyes when she looked at me when she heard she had to go to the landlady. She knew at that time that she would never return to her house where she lived for nearly 65 years.
She did not live long after this. She was transferred to another landlady in Maastricht. There she was put into a daze and after 3 days of stay she only slept all day. She eventually died of dehydration and bleeding.

No, I don't have a good word for AZM Maastricht. You are a bunch of crooks. How you deal with human lives is truly incredible. You don't even earn 1 star yet.
I am not even talking about the ignorance of most doctors.

I never hope to be admitted to your hospital if I get sick. I'd rather throw myself in front of the train.