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Well it is nearly four o'clock on the day of my admission, there are no beds but 14 people to be admitted to King's Neurosurgery today. I have just spoken to the Bed Manager who is apologetic but admitted when pushed that there was a 50%++ chance now that my op will be cancelled tomorrow.
To say I am f*cking p*ssed off is an understatement. She has said she'll ring within the hour with the final decision. No doubt so she can then go home at 5.00p.m !!! Do these people have any idea of what it is like to be messed around like this??? I said \"what happens if it's cancelled\" and she said that the Admissions Manager would contact me to re-book a date. I said \"but yesterday night I left work expecting to go into hospital today and not expecting to return to work until 7 January, so now I'll just go back in tomorrow shall I and just pretend this farce hasn't happened??\". I don't want to go back to work tomorrow, I've cleared my desk and spent weeks making arrangements for my absence, I really don't want to have to go through it all again, God knows when.
What I think of the NHS is unprintable. After all the b*llocks of the last few months that I have had to put up with, this is the final straw. I know how Mary and Joseph felt now, with no room at the inn. Oh, and if they can get a bed it isn't even going to be in Neurosurgery. It will probably be a camp bed put-you-up in the laundry cupboard. And this is what our 80 billion pounds a year gets spent on. This is worse than third well care.
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