Nikolayevskaya Bol'nitsa

It's just tough! The worst hospital in St. Petersburg, if not Russia. Leader of all anti-ratings. Wild chaos is going on in all departments. To be honest, after the death of several acquaintances within the walls of the hospital and repeated incorrect diagnoses and useless inpatient treatment, I just want to burn the "first exterminating" to hell. If you are reading this review, believe me, it's better not to get here. Hear me patient, look for another institution, but not a leg here.

Many thanks to the doctors Frolovsky Anton Alexandrovich and Shirnin Ivan Ilyich as well as to the entire Department of Traumatology !!! A year ago, I got into traumatology with a broken arm. From the first minute not a single rude word. All the doctors and nurses were gold, everyone treated me with understanding and patience, although I was in a state of shock after an injury. The operation was performed at the highest level, a year has passed and everything is behind) thank you for that! Your work is not appreciated! Patients adequate to you, loyal bosses, and most importantly health to you and your loved ones! Sincerely, Julia K.

"only acid, only in the gut, and only with prayer!" V. Pelevin. Such is my impression of "rendering QUALITATIVE PAID services" in the Nikolaev hospital. N-e-e, I don’t use acid, I'm stupidly afraid, but the behavior and speeches of employees of the Nikolaev hospital make us think about cognitive distortion of reality. So, Generation P (2020 continued). I broke my leg, and I can’t overcome either the stairs or the curbs. Yes, in Peterhof there are many places where you can make X-rays on film, but there’s nowhere to go on crutches, only in the Nikolaev hospital on the 1st floor. After looking at the photos and info, I tried to call 4097560 - silence, dull ..... always ... Well, the site says)))), and I brought my broken leg, was barked by the local Cerberus but broke into forbidden coloirs. Tel 4097560 was still muffled silently, only sufferers were sick around, and I went along the navigator to the side (“ziggurat” to cross out, NO Amanita!) Of the secretariat, not far, half of the hospital. Oh joy, a lively girl on a secret phone called someone from the secret paid services department. It was here that covered me ... The creature that appeared appeared to belong to the female gender, and even introduced itself as the administrator of the paid services department, but did NOT provide these services in fact, refused to take money cards ("we are being shot on cameras") by reason for the WRONG APPROACH (to the ziggurat? not the victims? do I have crutches instead of wings?) to the HOSPITAL. The conversation continued in the office of the chief medical officer, Gushcha Nonna Ivanovna, where the list of requests to ME was increased (victims ?, wings?, Tambourine?), A two-throated orom with melodic recitation. And then I was covered again ... Because the OROM in TWO THROATS (where Gusha was clearly in the lead) I was proved for 10 minutes that the Nikolaev hospital DOES NOT PROVIDE me, and EVERYTHING IS EQUIPPED WITH LIFTS AND SANITATION FOR THE PATIENTS, AND I NEED TO GO FROM ANOTHER ENTRANCE , AND YOU A SIMULANT SIMULANT, SIMULANT! (sic!) Because "Besides, I am your neighbor, and I know that you walk without crutches!" And then I became thoughtful ... But can he and I finally see me? Do they realize reality? No, well, I didn’t smoke mescaline, and I do not eat fly agaric in the forest near Moscow to see ziggurats. What am I Neighbor Gushchi? She finally lives on another street! Well I checked the database! What are the orderlies lifts? Well, I just hobbled about on this crumble on crutches: no ramps, no railings on the stairs, slippery floor with traces of torn stoppers and that’s it! The meaning of a two-voice ten-minute ora Gushcha with a back-up was to inform that you can pay at the front desk, and that’s all)))). It covered a couple of times, especially harshly, when the operator of the X-ray room, accepting an incorrectly filled check (you can’t correct it, it’s DO-KU-MENT!) For 600 rubles, obsessively repeated: “but the girls did not tell you that we have from 2 to three .... (time 13-40) reception ..... "I’m even afraid to imagine what kind of" girls "and why I should have seen, and WHAT they could tell me, in addition to what I already said .... To be honest , my new "neighbor", chief medical officer Guscha, was quite enough for me. No, well, at the cost of 5 not my hard congregations, for 600 rubles, I managed to get an x-ray, and at least to make sure that I need to treat a fracture, but how? After all, the very head of the Nikolaev hospital Nicholas Gushcha, This fracture, it seems, has already cured, since she regularly sees me healthy? And even on another street? Or it seems?

It turns out that the doctor-uzist Yekaterina Margaryan works there, she praises the murder of the children of Azerbaijan how she can work in such a hospital. No one will risk her family

This is just a terrible place, I previously read reviews and thought that they were left by people who did not like something. Now I realized that there are simply no people who might like this place. Today we came to undergo a medical examination for rehabilitation after pneumonia (according to an article published in Fontanka.ru). Impressions began with a woman at the entrance with two guards of southern nationality. The woman said that shoe covers are only for money and in the machine (around them they are being handed out for free already !!!) The device for the last five rubles gave out an empty barrel without shoe covers (as it later turned out, the owner of the machine, the Society of the Blind). Then the southern guard began to attack me because I, without shoe covers, decided to accompany my elderly disabled mother to the office 30 meters away. Near the office there was a line of 40 people around there was a smell of fresh urine and stuffiness, they don't know about ventilation of the room. In the context of the coronavirus epidemic, social distance is not respected here; people are crammed to capacity, the room is not even ventilated. I feel sorry for those people who consider this a good hospital, apparently you have nothing to compare. We left there in a terrible impression of what we had seen, no more foot there.