Regional Clinical TB Dispensary №7

Many thanks to the staff in the person of the receptionist (I did not remember the last name and first name), the girl listened carefully, filled out a medical card and picked up a phthisiatrician who would receive me, apologized that she would have to wait ten minutes, and took me to room # 10 on the fifth floor. Yes, I completely forgot! Downstairs there was a woman who conducts a temperature screening, measured the temperature, asked politely, my purpose of the visit, and then directed me to the fifth floor, according to my area of ​​residence. There was the registry, which I wrote about above ... So, after the girl from the registry took me to the required office and the wait was really about ten minutes, the phthisiatrician received me. More precisely, she accepted ... Dolzhenko Polina Aleksandrovna. I want to express my gratitude to the doctor! Very attentive, nice person! Polina Aleksandrovna is an expert in her field. She listened to me, looked at the pictures, records on disks, medical history ... To be honest, I was a little shocked, usually you rarely see such an attitude of doctors ... Thank you very much, Polina Alexandrovna, be always healthy and be an example for others! Once again, thank you very much and to all the employees of Dispensary # 7.

We arrived late, after 6 pm. saw that the mode of operation is up to 19, not much hoping for success. But the doctors were there without any problems and they signed everything!

The center of the bureaucracy ... The head physician is unbalanced. To get the usual help, which, logically, could be done in a couple of hours, they will tear three skins from you. Here either give on a paw, or spend all your energy .. But there is no choice. No one will get around this place. Something like this ... Savdep remains a savdep.

Today was the last day of my treatment from the closed form. I would like to thank the staff of our tubdispanser. Girls just paws. The attitude was not at all like in the district clinics, all polite, smiling, friendly. It is evident that the girls were not treated for the sake of a tick. And in order that I recovered. The dispensary is always clean, there are antibacterial lamps, everything is sterile. I even want to dispel the myth that healthy people come to the dispensary and pick up sores there. Not! No no and one more time no! I do not know how in others, but here there are separate bins for various biological wastes and garbage (cotton wool in a separate urn, paper towels after washing hands in another urn). Yes, repairs are still Soviet (but plastic windows are), Soviet furniture, some of which are shabby, are being renovated on two floors, but this is another story about politics and budget cuts. However, you come to be treated there and not to watch repairs and so on.

It was necessary the conclusion of a phthisiatrician (Moskovsky pr.197) that he was not "in the state and was not in the record". I thought I would quickly resolve the issue, without prejudice to the work. Heat, July, on foot from the subway to the dispensary jogging. The registration of the Industrial District on the 4th floor. Having looked through their ancient journals, without having met my data in the lists, the registrar wrote it down on a leaflet and sent it to room 11. The doctor had a patient and had to wait. The door was open and somehow I sat for forty minutes and, besides asking questions and answers about temperature changes in a patient in the morning and evening, mixed with such a small talk about the virtues of a PR manager and just about life, was not very. Firstly, it is hot, secondly, the institution itself also causes all sorts of phobias, then I thought only to take a bit of work time, and so I’ll invest in the break. The corridor where she sat was - the whole extent of our medicine’s wretchedness in its full glory - some kind of safes on display, buckets, shelves ... I tried to puff, povukhtet to pay attention .... Madame-doctor, who was importantly sitting at the dilapidated old-time desk since the time of Nikita Khrushchev, she has completely won back, clinging to a phrase in the help of a three-day-old prescription of fluorography — age changes (I'm 60!), for comparison, she wanted to see flurography from last year. Be crazy, what a fatherly care! In general - under the office for forty minutes and half an hour in the office ... But the caring doctor examined this time of paper, not me ...