What a palaver!
This morning I had to go for a scan. My son took me.
The letter said it was in a mobile unit in the hospital car park.
When we got there, it took a while to find which car park they meant as we couldn't see a scanner in any.
Eventually we asked someone, who sent us back to the one we had just come from, so we drove back down to the previous one again.
Not a scanner in sight!
Went to ask at reception - door locked.
Looked through windows - no one at desk, deserted.
My appt. time had now passed.
Still couldn't find the mobile scanner anywhere, and not a soul to ask.
I then saw a lady leaving work and asked her where the mobile unit was.
She said "Over there . . . . oh dear, well it WAS over there, it's gone".
"So what are we supposed to do now?" I asked. "My appointment was 20 mins ago now."
She phoned the number on my letter.
No answer!
She phoned another number - No answer!
I was getting pretty fed up by then.
Finally she triede a third number, who told me to go back to the other car park we had just been in (twice)!! She said to go into main reception, turn left and report to the main CT scanning unit.
We got back in the car, and drove round all the buildings, back up the main road, round the next roundabout and back into the first car park again.
The chap there didn't know anything about the mobile unit disappearing. He just said "they must have taken it away."
So I said it would have been flippin' handy in they had let patients know then!!
By now I was 45 mins past my appt. time.
I said to me son if they refused to do it now because I was so late, he'd better hold me back because I would no doubt poke him in the eye!
Scan was finally done. About 3 mins it took after all that. What a palaver for us, and bad communication on their part.
I feel better now I've got rid of that lot.