At 5:30pm on 5 January my wife had a fall. It took way too long for a paramedic to arrive and longer still for an ambulance. It then took far too long waiting in A&E for the ambulance guys to hand over to the nursing staff and for stuff to start happening. I got home at about 5:30am the next day after she had been admitted to ward 18 at the LRI.
The standard of care on ward 18 varied from good to “What the hell?”. (To nurses of old – like me – I found it astonishing that the nurse in charge was the Named/Primary Nurse for every patient. And that drugs are now given out by one nurse, not two. And that so many general nurses had no idea what Multiple Sclerosis was) Anyway…
She came home last night. We have a hospital bed, hoist and other stuff downstairs now. 3 2-carer visits a day to help. The District Nurse has been, we are expecting a Physiotherapist and probably an Occupational Therapist. Minimum of 4 weeks of this and then we see what happens.
Would be better but for my coming down with the worst cold I’ve had in years 2 days ago. That’ll pass though and I’m off for 2 weeks as of Saturday (I checked and it’ll be my second proper break since 2010).
Not been fun here.