Four bloody Hours….. January 23, 2008
Posted by Nemma in Day to day stuff, Family, general rants, moans.Tags: A&E, accident, broken foot, casualty, children, kings Mill Hospital, NHS, nottinghamshire, sutton in asfield
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Four Bloody hours Ive been sat in A&E today! Lukes dropped something on his foot and with the speed it turned purple at, added to the fat that it was swollen and he wouldnt stand on it, I decided a trip to casualty was needed.
It took me forty minutes to park, then I sat for another hour Just waiting to see the triage nurse!!!!!!!!!!!
I swear to god Kings Mill Hospital gets worse and worse, the thing that really gets my goat is that the triage nurse is sat nattering away with her door open while us idiots are sat there waiting! Then we had to wait another hour and a half to see a doctor so he could tell us the inevitable, “He needs xrays!” Wow, the mans a genious! Give him a medal! Why the triage nurse couldnt decide this I’ll never know!
Another half an hour in xray, lots of screaming from a very upset Luke and we head back off to casualty for another hour while they look at his xrays.
Might I add that during the last hour we were there I had to go change Luke, to do this I had to go into the back of the treatment area to get to baby changing. Sat there drinking coffee and reading books were 4 nurses, and two doctors! One of the doctors was muttering about being disturbed and having to put his book down as we came back through.
Welcome to the NHS people!
If I could afford it, we’d definatly go private! mainly so we could get away from the incompetance of the morons calling themself medical staff at that place!
Conclusion in the end?
Luke has a bruised foot. His xrays have come back clear luckily. So forthe pleasure of 10 minutes treatment, we’ve sat in a not very overcrowded waiting room waiting for four hours!!!!!!!!!
Try putting some aloe vera on the bruise hun.. i have a plant at home and snap off the leaves and put the goe on from inside. It will heal the bruise very quick.
Hope Luke’s being brave
“If I could afford it, we’d definatly go private! mainly so we could get away from the incompetance of the morons calling themself medical staff at that place!”
Only 1 problem Em, its the same Morons who treat you privately,
true, but at least when Im the one holding the purse strings I get a say in which morons it is treating us!
I took my daughter in when she was 18 months with what I knew to be Ebola. It actually turned out to be Impetigo, however during the customary 3 hour ordeal, as you state, she decided as all good kids do, to fill her nappy.
Only to find that the baby changing was in the ladies toilet. I was then directed to another one at the opposite end of the hospital, only to find that it was nothing much more than an ironing board sized shelf in the gents.
I ended up changing her on a bed in the treatment area.
The one in the ladies wasnt much better to be honest. Fine if the baby’s a dainty 3 or 4 month old, but so not safe once they start wriiggling!