Apropos my recent and ongoing stomach ulceration, the NHS
have really otherwise been on top of it. Fair play to them.
Apart from the 19-hour marathon between entering the hospital to shutting my
front door, the service in between, despite the incredibly lengthy time it
took, was exemplary. What I cannot understand is, where there is an obvious
lack of action overnight, they don't "semi" discharge you at 11pm
with the instruction to come back in the following morning at 9am or otherwise
THEN be discharged. Instead, you end up sitting on a hard metal chair
overnight, without sleep, a shower, or meals, until the hospital medical staff
return for the following morning shift, which although starting at 8am does
mean you are unlikely to be seen until at least mid-to-late morning.
If you do self-discharge (one patient I was with did that) during the wait, you
have to return and start the entire process again upon your return. This
includes queuing for, and retaking, triage, then seeing the on-call general GP,
then repeat blood tests (should you have originally needed them), then going
back in the queue once again to see the specific hospital expert medic for your
condition.
However, I have this morning received a health questionnaire which, naturally
enough, started off with the now standard six tiresome questions related to
gender. Organisations now seem incapable of starting with two simple 1)
male/female and 2) heterosexual/other tick boxes and then offer to leave it at
that for people of uncomplicated gender and orientation.
Why not offer the secondary option to go into all the binary hoo-haa on a
second screen, which, with full due deference and sympathy to those it may
otherwise affect, I don't wish to sound harsh, but that I really have nil interest
in.
This question in the image, however, did make me titter. Tempted though I was
to put in "37" or "don't know" I just carried on reward
less.
"Hey Ed, how many people live in your flat?"
"Sorry NHS, I have absolutely no idea"
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