Mt. Ascutney Hospital and Health Center

Mt. Ascutney Hospital and Health Center is a critical access hospital in Windsor, Vermont founded in 1933 and winner of the Foster G. McGaw Prize for Excellence in Community Service.

Mt. Ascutney Hospital and Health Center features 25 inpatient, medical-surgical beds, a renowned, 10 bed inpatient unit and a 25 bed, 5-star award-winning Skilled Nursing Facility. The Hospital has a therapeutic pool and physical therapy department as well as acute care, transitional care, hospice and skilled nursing care services. In addition to a primary care base in multiple locations, specialty services include dermatology, gastroenterology, general surgery, gynecology, oncology, ophthalmology, orthopedics, otolaryngology, pain management, pediatrics, physical medicine and rehabilitation, podiatry, psychology, rheumatology, urology, and others.


Coordinates: 43°29′15″N 72°24′11″W / 43.487435°N 72.402992°W / 43.487435; -72.402992

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