softcell's blog post - The NHS is a flipping joke!

Monday, August 28, 2017, 8:21:05 PM
So, this morning, my other half phones RCH Treliske, to see about me going in today, and they have no record of me being on St Mawes Unit on Friday night, even though I was given blood tests and sent for CT scans and seen by a junior doctor! When the results of those tests came back, just before midnight on Friday, I was seen by another doctor who told me that if I wanted to sign myself out, I should come back on Monday if my symptoms persisted, so that they could get a camera down my throat to see what's going on!
After speaking to the Staff Nurse on St Mawes Unit this morning it transpires that their lounge is closed until Tuesday morning and nobody would be able to see me until then!
What a shambles!!
In the meantime, I'm in absolute agony and hardly able to consume water, let alone anything nutritious.
The moral of this story? Don't get sick in Cornwall, especially at weekends, doubly so on Bank Holidays because nobody gives a flying fig!!

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johnnyel on 28-Aug-17 21:34:17
Oh my gosh

Fletcherdogg on 29-Aug-17 2:58:34
This is crazy!! Hope you get relief soon

balhannah1 on 30-Aug-17 4:22:04
same inAustralia

nosanity on 12-Sep-17 10:57:58
Years ago I was engaged to a girl unfortunate enough to have Crohns, NHS was about as much use back then.

Maxlix on 18-Sep-17 15:16:11
Gone quiet since your August bank holiday hospital nonsense. I'm beginning to wonder how wise/naive I was to come and live west of the Tamar a couple of years ago.
But far more importantly, how are you doing now?
Did the 'round the gardens in nylons' photo-shoot herald the world-wide modelling contracts you so clearly deserve?
On the subject of one of your earlier blogs about possibly needing skin-tucks with then prospective surgery, I've got plenty of super-glue here. We coukd have a fun time fixing you up with customised on-board handy pockets for all the things we can't remember where we last put 'em - specs, house keys, box of matches, the other half....
We could be either very artistic (and win some half-baked art award for the 'installation', or we could be inspiringly methodical, organising them for size, frequency of use (sorry parner, but the view could be good from there!), and eae of access. My mind is boggling, the body just worried - I don't seem to ever out on weight. Maybe, give up sex?
No-o-o, don't think so....
If you can't be glugging, keep giggling X

Maxlix on 18-Sep-17 15:55:58
Gone quiet since your August bank holiday hospital nonsense. I'm beginning to wonder how wise/naive I was to come and live west of the Tamar a couple of years ago.
But far more importantly, how are you doing now?
Did the 'round the gardens in nylons' photo-shoot herald the world-wide modelling contracts you so clearly deserve?
On the subject of one of your earlier blogs about possibly needing skin-tucks with then prospective surgery, I've got plenty of super-glue here. We coukd have a fun time fixing you up with customised on-board handy pockets for all the things we can't remember where we last put 'em - specs, house keys, box of matches, the other half....
We could be either very artistic (and win some half-baked art award for the 'installation', or we could be inspiringly methodical, organising them for size, frequency of use (sorry parner, but the view could be good from there!), and eae of access. My mind is boggling, the body just worried - I don't seem to ever out on weight. Maybe, give up sex?
No-o-o, don't think so....
If you can't be glugging, keep giggling X

CentralPaMeat on 10-Nov-25 9:55:25
Unbelievable! Americas healthcare WAS one of the best until they put an attorney in our secretary of health position.