Nursing Care at Hartsfield Village Rehabilitation

WOULD NOT SEND MY WORST ENEMY HERE TO DIE!!!!!Wish I could give it zero stars. I agree with another reviewer that I can't count the times I went to visit my father and had other patients ask for help or to find a nurse. My family and I were VERY engaged (someone was there with Dad from 7:30 am through 8 pm, EVERY day) and still had problems. I arrived one morning for breakfast, as usual, and could hear my Dad crying in pain from down the hall. When I asked the nurse about it (she was in the hall with a trainee dispensing morning meds), she told me she would "get there when she could", then seemed to make a point of taking a full 30 minutes to get there (she was already at the room next door when I asked). I also observed this same nurse thrice walk past a patient in the hall in obvious pain asking for assistance. The patient asked when she would be getting her arthritis medicine as she was already 45 minutes past when she should have gotten it. The nurse ignored her on her first two passes then told her "I'm busy and you will get your pills when I'm done with what I'm doing". I later found out that this was one of the overnight nurses "covering" the day shift. The overnight nurses appear to be the worst and laziest which is a great concern as that is when the patients are most defenseless and alone. I can't tall you how many times I walked into the room in the morning and found pills on the window sill, bed sheets, floor. The day nurses were generally pretty good but we also had someone there every day, all day.The Social worker there is a joke. For someone who is SUPPOSED to be there as a patient advocate, he appears to be most concerned with a) covering the facility's butt b) coffee-clutching with his gal-pals in the front reception area and c) turning beds over and getting their 30-day medicare pay offs with as little work and rehab done as possible. My Dad had not even been there for two days before we were told that he needed to show continued progress or he would be out in 30 days. However, as neither he nor ANYONE from the therapy team met with is to discuss goals, baseline setting, etc, the determination of "progress" was completely up to the facility and that threat was dangled in front of us every time we DARED to intrude on his "socializing" with pesky concerns about my Dad's treatment and health.As for the "Medical Director", I would not let that quack treat a skinned knee because I'm sure it is beyond his skill level. How do you not immediately order oxygen and/or an ER transport for a patient whose O2 is in the 80's? Then to try and sneak out of the facility through a back hallway when you see the patient's family is onsite rather than even speak to them? That pretty much says it all regarding the level of medical care you can expect at Hartsfield.Don't be fooled by the pretty facade. I'll take quality care over "Starbucks coffee in the machine" any day of the week.