Mon père a été hospitalisé 2 semaine à l'hôpital de Cimiez. Dr Razzano et Dr Vivant étaient ces…read moremédecin. Il a reçu pendant son séjour des soins remarquables et attentionnés. Infirmiers, aide soignants et médecins ont tous été très présents pour lui permettre un séjour agréable. Je suis très reconnaissante des soins reçus.

Dr Fouret treated me for vertigo (vertige) a couple of times before, when my ear was infected by…read morethe sea water. The vertigo would go away after one session. Yesterday (4 Jan 2019) I suffered from a terrible episode of vertigo in the morning, and I was desperate for treatment. I called Dr Fouret's office and was told that he was completely full! I begged the receptionist saying I had been there before and that I couldn't even stand up. She kindly offered me a slot, but I had to arrive NOW! I got there and Dr Fouret attended to me in about 5 minutes. He remembered my case very well, and proceeded to check my ears. Then, he led me to a chamber, where he put a mask/goggle over my eyes, which seemed to be connected to a machine. I couldn't see anything, but he asked me to keep my eyes open at all times. He held my arms and chin, and pushed me to the right hand side of the bed. My head was spinning, and I was sick. He kept asking me to keep my eyes open. Then he pulled me up and steadied me. Then he pushed me to the left, and this time the world was turning violently! I felt scared and nauseous. He assured me it would stop, and that I had to keep my eyes open. This spinning lasted about 1 minute, and eventually it stopped. He sat me up and explained that this would make my brain 'adjust' (l'habituation) to the inner ear imbalance, caused by some calcium buildup (calcul or crystal) in my inner ear. The crystal will eventually move away from the inner ear and I would be back to normal. At that point, when I was sitting up, I vomited!! It was messy and I was embarrassed. But he was kind and gentle and assisted me without any aversion. I didn't understand all the French, but he gave me a sheet (in French) that explained the manoeuvre (the exercise that I had detailed above) in text and graphics. Although I felt nauseous the whole day and had to stay indoors, I trusted Dr Fouret and in the evening, with the assistance of my partner, we did the exercise twice. It wasn't easy because the vertigo was so severe I thought I would rather die. But because I persevered, it went away. I slept much better and when I woke up, I didn't have the dizzy spell. Still, I am being careful, and try not to bend down, or move my head too quickly. So far so good. Merci Docteur Fouret. Sang Fung Nice

The hospital needs renovation, no question. However, my Mother received two surgeries there after a…read morebad fall both which required a very high level of skill. The surgery was successful and doctor's in Dallas checked her over when she was able to return. They told me that she had gotten excellent care. The hopital didn't really provide food to the patients, or not food you would want to eat. I took food everyday. No one, not even doctors spoke English. Luckily I had my friend to interpret. Shortly after we got there they took my Mother away, not telling me where but said "stitches" when I asked after 5 hours waiting in the middle of the ER. This space was a mix of people on gurneys with various needs with a small area in the middle of the room with 10 chairs in a circle for family and patients not needing a gurney. A girl with 2 swollen black eyes sat next to me and told me her woes from the previous night. She was still drunk. An elderly man would occassionally rise up, arms stretched moaning loudly and say "Sil vous plait" and then fall back into the gurney. A couple of inches from my right shoulder was a bare foot, dirty and bloody. I decided best not to look right, best not to look left, if I looked at the floor I could miss the Fellini scene. We got there at 5:00 in the morning and it was 7:00 before I saw Mother. The doctor said her eye is gone. I said "Gone? where did it go?" My friend explained she no longer had an eye. Then there was bleeding on the brain from one of the bones which was broken in the fall. She went to Intensive Care. The next morning when I arrived for visitation I was told she was gone. They had moved her for brain surgery. massive rush to find my friend and get to the second hopital, this one. The taxi left us at the bottom of a dirt road. We had a Letter identifying the building. We walked up the hill past many of the hopital's complex of buildings. All in deplorable shape. Patients in their open gowns smoking cigarettes outside the doors. We made it up the hill finally and found her with much effort. She was out of surgery but we couldn't see her, so we left. For the next week i walked 30 minutes to get food, took a bus 45minutes, then walked another 30 minutes up the hill to her building. There were no doors on the building, there were no lights on. the room was large with french mouldings, decorative cement tile floors, large french doors looking onto a beautiful veranda. At some point in the past it was an elegant hospital. Two nurses were washing and combing and drying my mother's hair very carefully. They also came daily to massage her arms with lotion. There was no built-in equipment, a pay TV that looked like it was from the 60's which we couldn't get to work. The food was some sort of grain patty, whitish with a yellowish sauce. This was served everyday. It was an adventure, not in the best way. However I can report that the bill for 2 weeks of hospital, ICU, ER, 2 surgeries, ambulance, meds, etc. total was about $25,000. We pay tremendously for the bank lobby atmosphere of our hospitals. I think there could be a middle way less expensive, less fancy with a focus on care of the patient than on the furniture.

This "hospital" would be an amazing punchline to a joke about the state of French healthcare if it…read moreweren't such a serious subject. Simply put this hospital requires an improvement on vast scale to truly qualify as even basically capable of reasonable care or it should be shut down and built from the ground up. The place is filthy, decrepit and falling apart. The staff, at night, are mostly young and treat the place as an extension of high school - Not wearing proper uniform, smoking when people are waiting, constant using of personal phones when on shift, lots of chatting to each other & barely speak English when Nice is a tourist haven full of English speakers. The lack of humanity & compassion is appalling. No senior figureheads visibly in charge. No communication on what's happening or who people are if you only speak English. Left alone for long periods. I had a young guy tend to me who was a completely embarrassment to the medical profession. Kept dropping stuff, using his phone during assessing me, generally gave off the aura of an amateur. Eventually I was taken for something I can only assume was an X-Ray. Apparently I was okay, according a young female medic, but I don't trust their expertise like I would trust my own on medical matters. All in all - wow - how does this place exist?

We were traveling through Nice and my wife who had a previous cardiac issues had a bad cough that…read morewould not clear up. We called in the morning of our last full day in Nice. He was able to get us in that day. He did an exam, ekg, and Cardiac ultrasound and gave her a clean bill of health, all in an hour. Wonderful service, and he spoke English also. We were so pleasantly surprised by the high skill and how efficient his his office was run at a very reasonable cost.