Centrale huisartsenpost Nijmegen Review

Filthy doctor, unprofessional, hurt me. Other times you were just sent home with acetaminophen. I had to come back at night. You are not being taken seriously. The doctors are usually unsuspecting and send you home with acetaminophen as soon as you are not about to die. Stupid questions on the phone. Just bad.

What a slow lax figures at the service pharmacy. With no flame thrower to burn ahead.

I have been to the Huisartsen Post a number of times, this year and in recent years. Always seen and spoken to nice assistants and GPs on duty. Definitely take time for your and empathy. A big compliment for the assistants and GPs who work there.

A very quick assessment with regard to medication for inflammation, without research, without questions and with a very uninterested attitude of the doctor.

Called for consultation about complaints 2 year old daughter. After extensive consultation, with her own tests on her, decided to take a look. GP station called itself back. Any doubts after consulting a doctor. Could come almost immediately, no waiting time, good doctor. Was still in doubt, could immediately go to the pediatrician in the CWZ. Helped there immediately. This is top care. !!

Called the GP station twice. It is a 0900 number, questions are asked for fifteen minutes, then that adds up nicely. I had been walking with closed ears for days. "I'm going to talk to the doctor now," she comes back and says they don't have any equipment to inject. No, worthless. You have to almost fall to death to be helped. You pay a 1500 euro premium for that. Worthless mess in the Netherlands.

Save yourself the trouble of calling. The advice you get: take paracetamol and if that doesn't work, take an ibuprofen.

Very pleasant and lovingly received by a real doctor. Despite the late hour. The reception, the examination, the listening ear, the reassurance and referral. Thanks. That alone is healing.

Great and quickly helped. Just like last year once.

Really a place for quacks. For severe pain or other ailments they only prescribe paracetamol. Presently said that it does not work and that heavier medication was needed. To these quacks you just sit with severe pain a total torture. Of these martyrs and quacks, far from doctors, but more veterinarians in training, are not a single concept for humanity. If my dog is wrong I can go to the vet right away. But as human beings we first undergo total torture for 3 days in the hope that you will not die. After those 3 days, finally, survive to a real doctor. So that someone with a sense can deal with humanity.

Call them up and get you ((what should I do for you now)) as a question

I suffered from unbearable pain under my ribs, had difficulty walking, was breathing superficially and had to vomit. Doctor told me it was probably just heartburn and I just had to get a Rennie from ds dry yeast. I did not feel at all taken seriously by the doctor.

My wife came there on Saturday June 9, 2018. Because she had fallen. And had problems with her foot. And there according to the attending physician. Nils was wrong. Just a bit strained. But Sunday, 06/10/2018. Again raised the alarm. And yes, a fracture in the toe joint. 6 weeks in a cast. So thank you DOM BLONDJE. THE COMPLAINT IS UNDERWAY.

I wake up short of breath with pressure on my chest and back at 5 o'clock in the morning and drive to the emergency medical center. The desk doctor's assistant accused me of why I didn't call. Because we are dealing with CORONA, she says. Me: uhm sorry I don't even think about corona when I'm struggling with pain and tightness. She could not escape that and she started to accuse me in another area: Oo you are afraid that you have something wrong and then you will drive yourself? And don't you call first? No madam I don't think about it. Apparently I could drive. It's just that they can't have it that they couldn't put me off over the phone and someone had to look at me anyway. There was no one else in the waiting room. Naturally, the assistant writes everything into the computer and I am also received by the doctor with a certain attitude. She checks everything and then lectures me that it is not normal for me to drive myself when I think I have something to do with my heart and with that tone of hair and look. I'm not saying madam don't want you to lecture me. Do you understand my anxiety at all? I stand and go and say thank you for the good feeling you give me. And she chooses not to look or respond to me anymore. ZERO EMPATHY, zero empathy, understanding. Only selfishly annoyed that they had to see what they could have prevented if I had called! Apologies for not thinking of calling people once. Sometimes that happens out of concern.

My son arrived at the GP station with a broken nose. A doctor, who seemed to have little knowledge of it, pushed a little on the nose and sent it away with the words "if you get any complaints with your breath you should go to your doctor." Because his nose was still completely crooked, he is still went to our own doctor who referred him to the ENT doctor. There his nose was put again because it turned out to be completely crooked. So bad experience with the doctor post!

Yesterday called several times with the HAP and my father could not go, she did not see the need .. It turned out the next morning, my father has bdz pneumonia .. Bad business, very unprofessional and inexpert.

Clogged ears caused mild panic due to persistent chest pressure and shortness of breath. Could immediately go at night. They took it seriously to rule out heart complaints anyway. Eventually even have both ears sprayed out. Treatment after satisfaction!