Orlando Regional Medical Center

Reviews 3

SM

smart dust

Run like hell from this facility full of quacks. Not only are they incompetant but they will intentionally try to kill you! In 2016 I suffered from some strange bug bites and marks on my legs. At first I didnt think about it too much since this is FL, and bugs do live here. Afterwards, my perfect health rapidly declined as hair fell out, food passed undigested, bloody stools, nose bleeds, bleeding from bladder, vomiting, diahrea, lost 50 lbs, temperature swings from soaking the bed to chills, permanent headache, dizziness, numb hands/feet, skin coming off (one finger now turning black), light sensitivity, itchy skin which erupted into sores. My previously flat tummy bloated so quickly that co-workers asked if I was pregnant. My enemas indicated a parasitic exposure, which was no surprise since the problem started when the city sewer backed up into my home. Doctor after Doctor gave me the runaround until an EKG indicated that my previously healthy heart had a blockage. The concerned Doctor advised me to immediately go to ORMC. When I arrived at ER and described my problem, the Doctor and Nurse were very rude. Since I used the word, "BUGS", and I was bald, they decided to forcibly take my personal belongings and section me for Baker Acting. They explained that the word "BUGS" is a key word to start the process. They sent in a counselor who kept talking about suicide. What the F$@#! They were so excited about the prospect of declaring me mentally ill. I have never had a history of mental illness, have never broken the law, worked as an engineer for 30 years, have 2 college degrees, and had just finished judging science exhibits for high school kids. The nurse wanted to know if I was on drugs or doing meth. She asked if I was homeless. The answers were NO. I have always been health conscious, Golds gym member, and ate organic. My feet swell to three times their size so I can no longer wear normal shoes, and had extra large crocks with plastic bags over my feet due to heavy rain. They pointed out that my feet were an indicator of mental illness. I am in process of losing my hands and feet due to flesh eating bacteria, and these a$$holes only care about making money. I had to demand a heart workup since the staff was only interested in Psych stuff. They placed me in their psch ward, put me on a heart monitor, and did a 2:30AM forced psch eval which was preceded with blaring music and bright lights. I felt like I was in a 3rd world prison rather than a hospital. The psch eval was done with video conferencing. All the same questions about suicide, drug use, etc. which I have never done. During the eval, my pulse rate went way up and I was having chest pains. I told the psych that I was having chest pains but they proceeded with the interview. They tried to draw an association to another family member who was given experimental psych drugs a quarter century ago. This star student did take his life since the side effects, of the medication, were unbearable. The ORMC staff will try to draw associations to the health of long deceased family members. At 3:00AM, they released me to drive 50 miles under the influence of something, they gave me, which caused me to sleep for 3 days. Medical records do not indicate any heart complaints or workup. Instead they wrote a long dialog about Delusions of Parasitosis which they pulled out of a 1930s textbook; a diagnosis that existed before microscopes were invented. A few weeks later, I had the grand heart attack at home. I notified my family that I would rather die at home than suffer extreme lack of respect that hospital staff displays. My symptoms are starting to look like Tuberculosis. Without medical treatment, it is fatal and I am making end-of-life preparations. It is infectious, and my sister caught it from me. Then she drove out of state, and gave it to my Mother and Brother. None will seek medical care based on my experience. My 4 beautiful young cats caught this terrible affliction and were euthanized. I have not been able to return to work and my insurance was cancelled.

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BeautyBy Cutie

My husband had surgery and was admitted to the Hospital on 3/01/17 for pretesting. Mind you I was there in the hospital with him from admission and stayed overnight into Thursday 3/02/17 when they took him for surgery. I was never offered a pre-op visit and no visit after the surgery once he was in recovery. I was told by guest services staff on the 4th floor to sit in the waiting area and the doctor will call me. I then waited maybe 10 minutes and I received a call from guest services. I then asked the guy on the 4th floor where does phone # 407-841- 5111 originate from because I couldnt answer the call due to the signal being blocked on the 4th floor waiting area. I decided to head to the 5th floor where I spoke with Andrea from guest services and she says that the other staff in guest services on the 4th floor was supposed to send me to the 5th floor. Andrea then said, "You never checked in" and recommended I wait for my husband in his room because he would be going straight there from Recovery in 2 hours. The nerve of her to make me feel as if I didnt do something right instead of just finding out if the doctor was coming to speak with me. First of all, why would I need to check in when Ive been here since his admission and told them on numerous occasions Im his wife. Well I sat in his room for 3 hours and to no avail my husband never arrived to his room. I kept getting the run around from the nurses on the cardiac intervention wing (5B) and no one would be proactive by calling to get an update for me until I all but demanded one. I then had to request to speak with the hospital administrator just to get guest services to pay attention. The nurse JiJi who works nights on the CIU was wonderful and attentive to our needs which made things better during the night and morning. Ms. Feliciana and Mr. Carlos Diaz from guest services were great in ensuring my needs were met after they learned of my complaint. They came to the room personally and met with me. My poor husband lying there trying to comfort me who was now in tears when I should have only been supporting him while in pain and making him more comfortable. Today he is being discharged thank God he is feeling a lot better and we can return home. This was the worst experience but Im glad the hard part is over.

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C. Audrey King

This hospital almost killed me with anti-psychotic medication about 4 years ago when I was hospitalized away from my hometown in Pinellas County. I WAS PREVIOUSLY MISDIAGNOSED with a horrid mental illness, but I never had it to begin with. I am now formally diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum and I have been taken off anti-psychotics permanently. I was baker-acted by local police and by another local doctor in the Orlando Area taking advantage of a bad situation I was put in by my own family. This hospital not only gave me anti-psychotic medication that almost killed me by a reaction of Anaphylaxis, they gave me medically unnecessary anti-psychotic medication and treatment for an illness I never had to begin with in the first place. The medical staff and nurses even ignored me when I told them that I was feeling unwell after taking the newly prescribed medication they just gave me when I had already told them that my body was already sensitive to psychotropic medication. They thought I was faking, so they ignored me. The moment I was discharged back to the treatment facility that sent me there in the first place, it didnt take all too long for my throat to swell up, my heart rate to shoot up while my blood pressure declined, my body locked up on me because of shock, and that wonderful feeling and sense of impending doom started to take over me. Oh, and they thought I was faking. All they had to do was listen to the concerns I had for the medication that they forced me on. They also didnt allow me to go to court when I had an active dispute with a family member at that time. Which caused more problems later down the road for me. They told me that they would have it handled, but they never let me leave the hospital to go to court. 4 years later down the road I find a bill on my credit report that is from their facility which is now in collections, which is weird since I am a MEDICAID recipient to begin with and this happened 4 YEARS AGO. LOVELY. I do not live in Orlando, but I will gladly share this with everyone who does.