Re: Free Prescriptions in England.
Originally Posted by
Nom
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Thanks folks, the last few weeks have been a nightmare,
there is much i could say about it, but communications between several branches of the NHS beggars belief. Im fighting battles on a daily basis, not aided by severe sleep problems.
Yesterday after a day of comedy i was fitted with a pump to my foot, and promptly told not to walk anywhere, which is never going to happen, hopefully tomorrow eventually i will get some medication to quell the discomfort, and perhaps a sleep aid.
My only problem will be proving to the chemist im actually 60+, as im often mistaken for a meer yoof
Nom, I'm with you 100% on this one.
Looking back now, I don't know how I coped with the number of problems I had with Mum's care. I found the hospital didn't talk to the GP, who didn't talk to the District Nurse, who didn't talk to the other nurses, who didn't talk to the carers - and none of these buggers talked to ME.
I had a terminally ill Mum to look after, and could have seriously have done without the extra worry of having almost daily battles with people who weren't doing their jobs.
For example, I knew something was badly wrong and suspected C.Diff, but no one would listen and didn't even bother to take samples for analysis. Eventually I did it myself, and yes, it came back as C.Diff. and she was then isolated and I had to wear a gown and gloves to visit her by then. She could have died.
On another occasion, I took in a whole new months supply of all the different drugs she was on. The whole lot "went missing" within a day at the hospital. They never did turn up.
She wore morphine pain patches which weren't changed as they should have been. I had to constantly check this. Once I even found her with 2 patches on, instead of 1.
Honestly Nom, I could write a book on it.
She was frequently moved from one ward to another, so I often couldn't find her when I went to visit. Each time she changed wards, they seemed to know nothing about her treatment, drugs, or problems from the previous ward.
The communication between wards/GP's/district nurses and family was appalling. Even the pen pushers dealing with complaints couldn't get their facts right.
I got fanatical about keeping records of everything in the end, and I ended up with more information than any medic, and sometimes they asked ME about her drugs or who she had been seen by and when!
Mum died last September, so sorry if I've rambled, but when I read your post it touched a raw nerve.
I've composed meself again now.