Messymascot's faith in humanity and ginger safe haven

Re the NHS ( and this isn't political and those who know me know I lean to the left ) it isn't all about funding. Clearly the NHS can never have enough money regardless of the actual budget.
We have seen a perfect storm though with the pandemic , staff shortages and decades of underfunding relative to need.
However a significant problem will always be personell. Those working in the NHS are for the most part dedicated and hard working. But , with any profession , be it lawyers , accountants doctors or nurses you get good ones , bad ones, ones who care more , dedicated ones and ones who just don't give a toss.
I tend to agree with this Jazzy. I too lean politically to the left. Maybe my perception is skewed but the only interaction I have had with the NHS in the last 5 years, apart from a quick visit to GP for antibiotics, was with my terminally ill Mum and now my Dad. Mum wanted to be anywhere but in the Royal. She wanted to be home. The communication was shocking both between the medical staff and each other with us and with Mum. One doctor actually shouted at her that she could not go home until she could walk. She was 80 years old and had bone cancer. She cried. It was awful. She eventually got a bed on the palliative care ward which was completely different. It is geared up to people not getting better and was like a little oasis of calm with staff who understood the needs of that group of patients.
 
I tend to agree with this Jazzy. I too lean politically to the left. Maybe my perception is skewed but the only interaction I have had with the NHS in the last 5 years, apart from a quick visit to GP for antibiotics, was with my terminally ill Mum and now my Dad. Mum wanted to be anywhere but in the Royal. She wanted to be home. The communication was shocking both between the medical staff and each other with us and with Mum. One doctor actually shouted at her that she could not go home until she could walk. She was 80 years old and had bone cancer. She cried. It was awful. She eventually got a bed on the palliative care ward which was completely different. It is geared up to people not getting better and was like a little oasis of calm with staff who understood the needs of that group of patients.
Yes my dad spent his last days in a hospice suffering from cancer.
The level of care and concern from the staff was on a different level.
True dedication.
Going back 30 years to when Mrs J was in Ormskirk, one evening I was visiting and the lady in the next bed was in distress and despite using the call button got no response.
When I heard shrieks of laughter coming from the nurses room I got annoyed and walked in to find 5 of them just sat around chatting . Sorry , but sometimes they aren't the angels they are made out to be.
That's not to say that the majority aren't for the most part hard working and dedicated but as before it depends on individuals.
 
Good evening folks. I think I've cracked the logistics of going to Liverpool for a bit of this week, until the weekend, and all of next week, immediately followed by a trip to Nottingham to see the son. Dad still in hospital and likely to be so for a bit longer. I have to say my faith in the NHS is being severely tested. Nobody talks to each other - the consultant doesn't talk to the doctor who doesn't talk to the nurses and you just go round in circles. Poor Dad hasn't had any dialysis since Friday because whatever vein they feed the tube into is blocked. He was supposed to have an op today to fix it but that's not until tomorrow now. He's got fluid on his lungs which apparently is all to do with his kidneys not working. The dialysis was also taking the fluid out. However obviously no dialysis = no fluid being drained. However they have decided to reduce the oxygen he's on because the dialysis is draining the fluid so he should be able to breathe better. When my brother queried this as in if one part of the plan is not in place then the rest of the plan needs to be revisited they had no answers - shocked faces all around.

In other news......there is no other news. Been to the gym twice in two days - the PT owes us a session so going again tomorrow. Crispy duck and pancakes for tea tonight. Home made. Was very lovely even if I do say so myself.

Wednesday is a big day - we so need not to lose against Watford and keep this momentum going. A win would be better of course.

Have a good night all x
I've found communication within the NHS to be a big issue too. I lose track of my posts. Have I ever told you the tale if Cals referral for breast cancer since we've been down here?. If not, it is quite unbelievable.
 
No you've never mentioned that.
Ok here goes.

In 2014 Cal was diagnosed with breast cancer following routine screening. It was caught early so she only required a lumpectomy followed by radiotherapy and she had been in remission since. She was however prescribed a 5 year course of a hormone drug to reduce the bodies production of estrogen.

In the summer of 2020, about 9 months after we had moved down here, she received a letter from our GP surgery saying that they had received a request from The Mermaid centre at Truro hospital (the Cornwall equivalent of the Marina Dalgleish centre) to set up a meeting, and that she will receive confirmation from the Mermaid when this will be. We naturally assumed that The Mermaid had received Cal's breast cancer file from Liverpool and wanted to set up a meeting with the local oncologist. Two weeks later she received a letter from The Mermaid confirming the appointment, that it would take approximately 4 hours, and that unfortunately she wouldn't be able to have anybody accompany her due to Covid. So Cal's thinking why do i need 4 hours for a consultation, that last time took less than 15 minutes. So she phones up, eventually speaks to somebody who told her that it had nothing to do with an file from Liverpool, but to do with a general referral from her GP, in other words she was going to go through a formal screening process for breast cancer. She tried to explain her situation and was referred back to her GPs. So she phoned them up and, eventually, discovered that a doctor had been going through her medical records and realised that she had been on this hormone medication for longer than 5 years and therefore set up a referral to see if she still needed them. Apparently they're very expensive.

Anyway Cal phones back the Mermaid but the nurse she spoke to previously was off duty so she had to go through everything again. She didn't want to take up a 4 hour appointment that somebody else in more need could have had, and the nurse said she would deal with it and put a note on her file. The day of the appointment came and Cal was told to get undressed and put on a medical gown so she could be examined. Nobody had put a note on her file regarding previous telephone conversation, so she had to go through the whole thing again. They said that she needed to see a consultant oncologist but that was a different department and they would send a referral through. A couple of months later she received a letter to attend a meeting with an oncologist which she turned up for. Another waste of time initially. Firstly she didn't know anything about the purpose of the meeting as there had been no notes put on the referral, and secondly, she couldn't give any advice on the medication until she had seen her original records, which were presumably still in Liverpool, plus had an upto date mammogram which the consultant said she would request once her file came through. At least at this stage Cal felt as if she were dealing with somebody who knew what she was doing.

About a month later, Cal had a letter to attend a mammogram. I said to her this is too soon, phone them up and see if it is a routine request or whether it had come specifically from the Oncology department. So she spoke to them and discovered it was routine, she explained the situation and cancelled the appointment. A couple of weeks later she received a letter stating that she had failed to attend her appointment for a mammogram and to contact the centre to arrange another. I told her to ignore it.

Around November time she received another request for a mammogram which she attended. Mammograms were always a traumatic time for Cal as she worried that the cancer had returned. A couple of weeks later she received confirmation that the scan was clear and then another letter to confirm an appointment with the oncologist. When she turned up for it, she met a different consultant to the previous one, who knew absolutely nothing about her case and an extensive search for her records found nothing. You really couldn't make it up. Anyway, about 2 days later at home she received a phonecall from a very embarrassed lady consultant, who apologised for the mix up. The appointment should have been made with her and Cal's file was on her desk all the time. lol I mean, even Basil Fawlty couldn't get it so wrong.

the good news was that she didn't need to take another trip in to see her and she did the consultation over the phone. The hormone treatment was no longer required and could be stopped. the bad news was that she hadn't had a bone density test for 4 years and she should have been having them annually. Therein lies another tale. Sorry for the length but it was needed to get the full story out.
 
Sadly the deficiencies with the NHS are nothing new and not necessaririly related to money.

30 years ago my gorgeous wife had a stroke which partially and thank God temporarily affected her vision. Whilst in Ormskirk hospital She would be given a menu and asked to tick what she wanted. When the nurse / caterer returned my wife explained that she hadn't made a choice because she couldn't read it , reply was "well you should have brought your glasses " - reduced her to tears.

She was discharged with the explanation of "we don't really know why you had the stroke " . Fortunately I wasn't intimidated by doctors or the system and insisted on further tests. They refused. So, completely against my upbringing and principles I went private and consulted a neurologist. Eventually he found a problem with her heart which caused the problem. Cost me a lot of money , best money I've ever spent. Without it she would be dead.

The heart op was done on the NHS at Broadgreen. Fantastic place , wonderful doctors and nurses , night and day difference.

So , ladies keep pushing , never give up and don't accept what they tell you.

Anyway on a brighter note - all the gardening done , so off to the gym for a final session . Get mums shopping on the way back then the housework before the house/pet sitter arrives .

Not looking forward to the chaos at Manchester airport but c'est la vie.

Have a lovely day y'all.
It's a bit like Emergency Ward 10 in here today. lol

My brother had something similar early last year Jazz. He was diagnosed with leukemia in early 2020 and following intensive treatment he was in remission. However, on medical advice he decided to have a stem cell transfer which he had days before Christmas that same year. Depending on how your body reacts to the new stem cells the procedure normally involves a hospital stay of at least 12 weeks, often longer. Some of those days he was very poorly and I used to try and phone him a couple of times a week, but some days he was so ill he just left his phone switched off. Without exception when I did speak to him he would complain about some of the nurses who he said were absolutely horrible towards him. Some were really nice though. I used to start my conversation with have you got a good one or a bad one today.?
 
Ok here goes.

In 2014 Cal was diagnosed with breast cancer following routine screening. It was caught early so she only required a lumpectomy followed by radiotherapy and she had been in remission since. She was however prescribed a 5 year course of a hormone drug to reduce the bodies production of estrogen.

In the summer of 2020, about 9 months after we had moved down here, she received a letter from our GP surgery saying that they had received a request from The Mermaid centre at Truro hospital (the Cornwall equivalent of the Marina Dalgleish centre) to set up a meeting, and that she will receive confirmation from the Mermaid when this will be. We naturally assumed that The Mermaid had received Cal's breast cancer file from Liverpool and wanted to set up a meeting with the local oncologist. Two weeks later she received a letter from The Mermaid confirming the appointment, that it would take approximately 4 hours, and that unfortunately she wouldn't be able to have anybody accompany her due to Covid. So Cal's thinking why do i need 4 hours for a consultation, that last time took less than 15 minutes. So she phones up, eventually speaks to somebody who told her that it had nothing to do with an file from Liverpool, but to do with a general referral from her GP, in other words she was going to go through a formal screening process for breast cancer. She tried to explain her situation and was referred back to her GPs. So she phoned them up and, eventually, discovered that a doctor had been going through her medical records and realised that she had been on this hormone medication for longer than 5 years and therefore set up a referral to see if she still needed them. Apparently they're very expensive.

Anyway Cal phones back the Mermaid but the nurse she spoke to previously was off duty so she had to go through everything again. She didn't want to take up a 4 hour appointment that somebody else in more need could have had, and the nurse said she would deal with it and put a note on her file. The day of the appointment came and Cal was told to get undressed and put on a medical gown so she could be examined. Nobody had put a note on her file regarding previous telephone conversation, so she had to go through the whole thing again. They said that she needed to see a consultant oncologist but that was a different department and they would send a referral through. A couple of months later she received a letter to attend a meeting with an oncologist which she turned up for. Another waste of time initially. Firstly she didn't know anything about the purpose of the meeting as there had been no notes put on the referral, and secondly, she couldn't give any advice on the medication until she had seen her original records, which were presumably still in Liverpool, plus had an upto date mammogram which the consultant said she would request once her file came through. At least at this stage Cal felt as if she were dealing with somebody who knew what she was doing.

About a month later, Cal had a letter to attend a mammogram. I said to her this is too soon, phone them up and see if it is a routine request or whether it had come specifically from the Oncology department. So she spoke to them and discovered it was routine, she explained the situation and cancelled the appointment. A couple of weeks later she received a letter stating that she had failed to attend her appointment for a mammogram and to contact the centre to arrange another. I told her to ignore it.

Around November time she received another request for a mammogram which she attended. Mammograms were always a traumatic time for Cal as she worried that the cancer had returned. A couple of weeks later she received confirmation that the scan was clear and then another letter to confirm an appointment with the oncologist. When she turned up for it, she met a different consultant to the previous one, who knew absolutely nothing about her case and an extensive search for her records found nothing. You really couldn't make it up. Anyway, about 2 days later at home she received a phonecall from a very embarrassed lady consultant, who apologised for the mix up. The appointment should have been made with her and Cal's file was on her desk all the time. lol I mean, even Basil Fawlty couldn't get it so wrong.

the good news was that she didn't need to take another trip in to see her and she did the consultation over the phone. The hormone treatment was no longer required and could be stopped. the bad news was that she hadn't had a bone density test for 4 years and she should have been having them annually. Therein lies another tale. Sorry for the length but it was needed to get the full story out.
Communication is shocking. This is exactly what we experienced with Mum. No joined up thinking, nobody talks to each other. I think our generation and those behind us are more likely to question things whereas older generations tend to accept what they are being told because it's a doctor/teacher/priest...
 
I tend to agree with this Jazzy. I too lean politically to the left. Maybe my perception is skewed but the only interaction I have had with the NHS in the last 5 years, apart from a quick visit to GP for antibiotics, was with my terminally ill Mum and now my Dad. Mum wanted to be anywhere but in the Royal. She wanted to be home. The communication was shocking both between the medical staff and each other with us and with Mum. One doctor actually shouted at her that she could not go home until she could walk. She was 80 years old and had bone cancer. She cried. It was awful. She eventually got a bed on the palliative care ward which was completely different. It is geared up to people not getting better and was like a little oasis of calm with staff who understood the needs of that group of patients.
My Dad was 88 when he got very ill in 2008. He spent 16 days in a local hospital that I wouldn't put a rabbit into now. I got him moved to one of the main hospitals in Dublin where he received wonderful care before being moved to a wonderful hospice where he passed very peacefully - pancreatic cancer.

The consultant in the first hospital never once looked to speak to the family and I eventually pulled strings with the DOH (my previous employer) and the CEO of the Dublin hospital who I knew, to get the move without his knowledge - arrogant ignorant idiot.

My wife, a nurse met the idiot one evening and he dismissed her as she wasn't one of the family ffs.

Still a high level of arrogance in these clowns, who never stop complaining about their highly paid jobs yet make the stress of a worried family so much worse by their attitude.

My best wishes to your Dad mate
 
Just been watching Lee Charles TV Blackpool fan channel reprt on the game on YouTube, very entertaining.
He and his girl friend have been filming all games home and away last few seasons. Comparatively a new venture. Travelogues as much as footie oriented and are worth a look. They have their supporters and some detractors. I find the format mostly enjoyable.

The entertainment value fell a bit flat for the a few Seasiders in fancy dress post match though. After a 5 -0 spanking they must have felt like clowns dressed up as Charlie Carioli waiting for the train at Peterborough railway station lol
 
He and his girl friend have been filming all games home and away last few seasons. Comparatively a new venture. Travelogues as much as footie oriented and are worth a look. They have their supporters and some detractors. I find the format mostly enjoyable.

The entertainment value fell a bit flat for the a few Seasiders in fancy dress post match though. After a 5 -0 spanking they must have felt like clowns dressed up as Charlie Carioli waiting for the train at Peterborough railway station lol
They stopped for a drink at the Blue Bell in Werrington which is about a mile from where I live. Loved the bloke in the tangerine suit and hat who, before the match, confidently predicted a 5-0 score line. He took it well when they interviewed him after the game though.?
 

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