ajbod
Well-Known Member
My mother in law who has been Type 2 to for about 25 years, just about to celebrate her 82nd birthday. She has been very under the weather for 3 weeks now. Due to her virtual blindness, partial amputee very poor mobility due to right leg and hip being nearly useless she needs home visits.
We could not get one but she had 2 telephone appointments during this time. Because she was suffering severe anxiety they started her on Setraline a few days ago. After lots of phone calls to doctors and 111 we finally get a home visit arranged for today. In fairness the doctor in question decided no I’m coming today ( yesterday at 6pm). After 111 called her.
Long story shortened, suspected heart problems. Ambulance arrived at 7.15 their first job of the 12 hour shift, I went with her as my wife would probably fill 3 sick bowls in the 7 mile journey to Worcester Royal hospital. She followed in her car.
At 8am today she was transferred to a 2nd Ambulance outside the A & E as the first crew had already over run their shift, just got a text at 9 am taken in to wait in corridor. Now waiting for a cubicle.
What a catastrophic waste of vital resources and time. The only consolation is that the anxiety which was all probably her phobia of going into hospital ceased when she was put on the Ambulance.
We could not get one but she had 2 telephone appointments during this time. Because she was suffering severe anxiety they started her on Setraline a few days ago. After lots of phone calls to doctors and 111 we finally get a home visit arranged for today. In fairness the doctor in question decided no I’m coming today ( yesterday at 6pm). After 111 called her.
Long story shortened, suspected heart problems. Ambulance arrived at 7.15 their first job of the 12 hour shift, I went with her as my wife would probably fill 3 sick bowls in the 7 mile journey to Worcester Royal hospital. She followed in her car.
At 8am today she was transferred to a 2nd Ambulance outside the A & E as the first crew had already over run their shift, just got a text at 9 am taken in to wait in corridor. Now waiting for a cubicle.
What a catastrophic waste of vital resources and time. The only consolation is that the anxiety which was all probably her phobia of going into hospital ceased when she was put on the Ambulance.