Had scan done on monday. Today is thursday. My doctor is still waiting for the results. This is…read moreunacceptab le. You charged my bank account. Hello? What kind of business is this ???

Will not respond to phone requests. Avoid this place. They will not respond to any communications,…read moredespite having a prescription and insurance approval. Go elsewhere.

I had to get a mammogram and ultrasound done. And I have had this done in the past. The mammogram…read morewent great and the tech was sweet and very thorough. But the ultrasound tech barely took five minutes on both breast combined and the machines are from 1999. Very discerning and not efficient. I left upset since I've had ultround on my breast in the past and this felt very wrong. Called my primary and asked for a new referal. I'm very disappointed would not reccomend going to a place that's so outdated and doesn't take time to take needed imaging.

I have been coming here for a couple of years now for mammograms and ultrasounds. I have a family…read morehistory of breast cancer. Angel's staff is top notch and very caring. Angel caught something on my mammogram and I was indeed diagnosed with breast cancer. However, it was very early (stage zero -- and Angel caught it!). I will never go anywhere else for mammograms. They take their jobs seriously. Another reviewer said their machinery was old. Whatever! As far as I'm concerned, they saved my life.

I was met by helpful people who cared. It was 0600 and I was in pain! The care began with triage…read more I was, then led to an area to be evaluated. The area was very clean with a tv to watch. The Nurses were very knowledgeable and thoughtful! I cut my right thumb at the mid-joint area and was afraid I may had done damage. It was a freak accident at a beauty salon. The was a metal plate at the end of each arm and I grabbed it; boom big cut! Tetanus shot was given, and RX. ARNP Joan was professional and reassured me I would be fine! So, I left feeling much better. I'm really glad they were there!

On 5/17/26, my friend was brought into the ER for an attempted suicide and was immediately placed…read morein the elopement/high-risk ward. What followed was one of the most disorganized and unprofessional hospital experiences I have ever witnessed. For someone considered "high risk," he was never properly dressed out. He remained in his own clothing the entire time, including jeans, a belt, sneakers with shoelaces, and a regular shirt. That alone seemed completely inconsistent with the level of risk they claimed he posed. His first nurse was cold, dismissive, and rude from the beginning. My friend admittedly was not in the best mood, but the attitude and lack of compassion from a medical professional was unnecessary and inappropriate. Poison Control had ordered blood testing every two hours initially, then every three hours. After the first test, we were told his levels were trending down, which was supposedly good news. Yet a few hours later, a man entered the room without introducing himself and abruptly informed my friend he was "not leaving," his levels were "high," and he was at risk of ICU admission. No explanation. No bedside manner. No consistency with what we had previously been told. Despite supposedly being "high risk" and possibly ICU-bound, his monitors sat disconnected from around 7 PM until discharge. Vitals were not being consistently checked. He was barely physically assessed and instead was simply watched on a camera monitor. I know this because I was allowed to stay with him the entire time. Then came the night shift nurse, Ariel. She was rude, condescending, visibly irritated to be there, and openly dismissive toward both of us. She threatened delays in treatment and care and repeatedly responded to basic patient questions with "I don't know" or "that's not my job." At one point, when I politely asked if a doctor would still see him that late at night and whether they were done drawing blood, she snapped at me and accused me of "flipping out" on her, despite the fact I never raised my voice and intentionally remained calm because of her previous attitude. Around this same time, the elderly man in the room next door repeatedly yelled that he was wet and soiled, and the night staff never checked on him while we were awake. It was heartbreaking and honestly disturbing. At approximately 3 AM, Ariel casually informed us my friend had apparently been medically cleared since 11 PM. Neither of us had been told this for four hours. We then continued waiting. And waiting. By 5 AM, still no doctor. 6 AM, still no doctor. Shift change came and went. The morning nurse was the first staff member who treated us like actual human beings. When we explained that we had still never seen a physician and described the issues overnight, she did not seem remotely surprised. 8 AM: nothing. 9 AM: nothing. He was finally offered breakfast despite having received almost nothing prior. We were eventually told we were "lucky" he was not seen by another psych doctor because apparently that doctor "only sees patients he has already decided to admit." That statement alone was alarming. Finally, around 10:00 to 10:30 AM, a psychiatric doctor arrived. He was professional, kind, respectful, and actually demonstrated bedside manner. He informed my friend he would be discharged and said it would not take long. We still remained there another 2 to 3 hours before discharge actually happened. The room itself was filthy the entire stay. There were random caps and trash on the floor that did not belong to anything used for my friend's care, along with crushed crackers and debris. No blankets. No pillows. Yet somehow he was still allowed to wear all of his own clothing and belongings in a supposedly high-risk psychiatric setting. I understand emergency rooms are busy and healthcare workers are under pressure. But there is a difference between being overwhelmed and providing negligent, dismissive, and disorganized care. Neither I nor my friend would willingly choose HCA Florida Fort Walton-Destin Hospital again after this experience. Another major issue throughout this experience was the complete lack of communication with his emergency contact, his mother, who lives out of state. She repeatedly attempted to get updates regarding his condition and care and was either told staff "didn't know" anything or had calls abruptly ended. For a patient in a mental health crisis, the absence of basic communication and compassion toward immediate family was unacceptable and only added more stress to an already serious situation.