Exellent surgoen but not very nice...
My surgery was done at the end of march 2016 with an excellent surgeon ''Dr Alexander'' but after the surgery, you are basically on your own. For almost everything, you have to go and ask from a nursing station on your floor (mine was located on the second floor), even if you are in so much pain.
There were two nurses that were not very nice and I don't remember their names but for the first time that I met one of them, she was very mean and disrespectful (aged muscular lady with short, straight highlighted hair). I was in a very bad situation and she forced me to get out of the bed and walk (she said it was good for me) and when I vomited from the pain after an hour she came to my room and looked straight into my eyes and said you look completely fine don't fake it!
The bed in my room was from the nineteen century and there was a handle at the end of the bed and you have to get up and turn it around to position your bed the way that you're comfortable with.
The food was great. The patients and the two other nurses that I met were very nice. As the only lady at the time, with 30-40 men, it was a little uncomfortable especially in the restaurant. (but all the men as patients were nice with a great attitude).
My surgery was done at the end of march 2016 with an excellent surgeon ''Dr Alexander'' but after the surgery, you are basically on your own. For almost everything, you have to go and ask from a nursing station on your floor (mine was located on the second floor), even if you are in so much pain.
There were two nurses that were not very nice and I don't remember their names but for the first time that I met one of them, she was very mean and disrespectful (aged muscular lady with short, straight highlighted hair). I was in a very bad situation and she forced me to get out of the bed and walk (she said it was good for me) and when I vomited from the pain after an hour she came to my room and looked straight into my eyes and said you look completely fine don't fake it!
The bed in my room was from the nineteen century and there was a handle at the end of the bed and you have to get up and turn it around to position your bed the way that...