Bariatric Downs…

I havent posted for a while. Six days and it feels like months ago, time goes very slow when you don’t feel your best. Sorry for the last photo! But anyway, after I was discharged I went on an outpatient waiting list. 6-8 weeks. Despite me saying how sick I was on the tube feed.

Feeling a little let down

I’ve had a great 15 day stay at the hotel NHS Hospital where I have seen first hand the hard work and effort the nurses put in to caring above and beyond their duties for those admitted. However, I’ve also experienced the miscommunication between consultants, difference of opinions resulting in differing advice and therefore ultimately

Disappearing catch

They rush around in blue and white People crying Pain and sorrow Healing and heartache Waiting waiting waiting The patients are an endless sea Nurses the disappearing catch Soon the sea will be empty of catch and patients cut adrift to drown amongst themselves Growing ever vaster.

Bless Our NHS

But damn the Tories and Branson. As I sat in A&E, at 7am, on Tuesday, doubled in pain, I look up and see the wait time list, 10 hours. Now luckily for me I guess, I’m not here with a break, I’m here with internal pain around my stomach and gall bladder and having had

Relief!

If you saw my last post, my GP scared the bejeezus outta me. Well done to them though for taking something seriously. I’ve since had, ultrasounds, examinations involving cameras up my nose and down my throat, physical examinations, seen three different specialists, had blood work done, the lot. I’m actually really impressed with everyone I’ve