Meyer Scott H, MD

I met Dr. Scott Meyer in 2001. I had a ruptured brain aneurysm. He saved my life. I had just turned 40… he was the same age as me! I will never forget him. His bed side manner was amazing! I appreciated his honesty and his candor. He also had the best sense of humor! He made me laugh… he is a «doctor» in the purest in the purest sense of the word.
I am sorry Matt K… I can’t agree with you. I am so sorry for your struggle but happy you found a solution! Scott Meyer is just a man… he isn’t God. When he said to you «I don’t know», he wasn’t being a prick. He was being honest… He didn’t know! Doctors don’t always have the answers… Especially with the brain and cancer of the brain. Imagine for a moment that you are a neurosurgeon… what would you do or say when there is no real answer??? If you were honest, you would say «I don’t know».
I think he was very honest with you. It takes courage to give people news they don’t want to hear.

Dr Scott Meyers also works here in the St Petersburg, FL area, out of Bayfront Medical Hospital… He is Rude, Condescending and just down right mean.
He has no bed side manner.
I went to him after a head trauma Feb 2011 as a follow up and he was yelling at the nurse in the doctors office he uses while in town and saying why did you book this patient, why is she here. i could hear everything he was saying, the walls arent that thick.
When he came into «examine» me, he said i dont understand why you are here, you need to go to your general practioner. i said you were the doctor that treated me in the hospital and read the CAT Scans… needless to say he never looked at my head which i had 3 staples in… i would advise going to another doc and avoid this one at all costs.

I met with Dr. Meyer and must say he had the best bedside manner any doctor had that I had ever met. He really helped me and my family. He was very sympathetic and really got to the matter of the problem. It ended up where I had a tumor that needed to be removed. Within no time, he scheduled the appointment for me at the hospital, really explained what was going to happen and what the outcome would be. He did an incredible job with the surgery and the follow up, thanks to Dr. Meyer, I can say today that I am alive and well and doing everything a regular person can do. He is the best Neuro-​surgeon ever and I would send my entire family to him anytime. It is because of his excellence as a Doctor I am here today. It is too bad we don’t have more doctors like Dr. Meyer.

There are three words nobody wants to hear, «You have cancer.» I heard these words in June 2004. Dr. Scott Meyer was the neurosurgeon who performed the biopsy that diagnosed me. If I will remember only one thing about this man, it will be his favorite line, «I don’t know.»
This man had no answers for us. What should we do doctor? «I don’t know.» If your son was diagnosed with this, what would be your next step? «I don’t know.» «I don’t know» and «this is a difficult choice» were his two favorite expressions.
My wife asked for information to read. He handed her a scientific journal reviewing the current medical and statistical data. She worked her way through this journal and asked him questions days later. I’m pretty sure he was stunned that we were able to comprehend the information enough to ask additional questions. We’re pretty sure he handed us this paper to shut us up!
Finally, a kind doctor (who will remain nameless) walked into the room and said. «San Diego does not have a neuro-​oncology program, you need to leave here and go someplace else.» These were his exact words, he/​she did not hesitate.
Scott Meyer also has no bedside manner. We never saw him again after his «job» of cutting my head open was done. I had an appt to drive to Encinitas for a follow up. Time haven past, with a clearer mind to begin addressing the next step, we came with loads of information and questions. Was he there for the appt? Of course not. An assistant, maybe a nurse, help us. She hadn’t reviewed our case, we were just there to see how the scar was healing and that was it. I had a ton of questions of a «what do we do now?» theme. She said he would be contacting you for another appt. This never came. We never saw him again. Years later, a friend told me that Scott Meyer had been telling some people that I wouldn’t live much longer!
Contrast that with my experience of leaving San Diego and heading elsewhere. Day 1, a team was brought together and a plan was initiated. Director of Neuro-​oncology, Co-​Director of Neuro-​surgery was the team I got. They were all there for anything I needed and still are. Where was this, you may ask? It’s just a little place called UCLA.
And me? Better than ever! Three year cancer survivor despite anything Mr (he really doesn’t deserve the Dr. title) Scott Meyer has to say!