Hoping everything goes well, hollydolly!

that's precisely how it seemed to be...and when they were doing it they were doing it in a bad grace, very huffy, and slow to react to anything..literally slow... like nothing was urgent .. it was clear they felt they were being intruded upon. The only time they jumped to attention and started speaking very nicely, was when the surgeon or anesthetist was around.. then it was all everything is no problem, but as soon as they left everything went back to as it had been 15 minutes before..
And you know there are other qualified people who would love a job.
 

The admissions unit was packed..I got there just before 7am in Torrential rain and high winds .. the unit was closed.I sat down alogside another man, both of us had 7.30am appts... we thought we were the only ones. The waiting area outside was next to the lifts.. by the time the unit opened it was 7.30am.. and people had emerged from the lifts like a football crowd, so there was abut 60 peple waiting to go in and all had appts for 7.30am

No-one had had anything to drink or eat for the previous 12 hours.. over the next 2 hours we were all processed in the super overheated unit, names checked, BP taken..etc... then the surgeons' apprentice came and checked where the surgery was to be done and marked it wth an arrow...

people were getting taken in for surgery on external limbs..face.. legs..knees..etc...everyone was very thirsty..

My surgery was secheduled for the morning... at around 11am, the surgeon came himself and had a look at me, and said, this surgery has to be done today but it won't be until the afernon now...apologies..
So..back I sat down.. not allowed to see what was going on left or right of me... just straight ahead... no-one telling us what's going on...

Next someone comes and says get into a gown and compression socks... and now you have to put all your clothes into a small carrier bag that they provided.. I said my clothes won't fit in.. and without any airs or graces they just grabbed my clothes and rammed them literally into a carrier bag including my big coat... .

the aneasthetist then came to see me and she told me all what was about to happen etc... ... then I sat there,, and watched in front of me as male after male was taken to theatre, and brought back with bandaged limbs....


Still verrrrry thirsty.. now 4pm everyone has gone exept me..I get told the patient before me is in theatre, and I'll be next... sat there again until 7pm ..when a nurse came and said...sorry your surgery can't go ahead... we have no beds ! I really thought she was joking, because she said it in a humurous way... but she wasn't joking... she said the surgeon was unhappy about it , but they just had no beds..

So I'd gone 18 hours without a drink, or food.. had all the other stuff happen, and then when I got dressed to go home I looked like a scarecrow because everything was creased from being rammed in the carrier bag

Finally I got a tiny cup of water ...and then I asked them how was I to get home..my dd had been scheduled to collect me tomorrow ( today )... so they called the hospital manager explained what happened and the hospital paid for a cab

I was exhausted when i got home and went straight to bed...
I came to see if you were back to give you a Big Welcome Home and I read this? I would have been screaming and possibly arrested which is why *I* did not go to Emergency Room this morning although I was extremely sick with flu. I knew something like this would happen to me.

I am so sorry you were tortured this way! Outrageous.
 
I came to see if you were back to give you a Big Welcome Home and I read this? I would have been screaming and possibly arrested which is why *I* did not go to Emergency Room this morning although I was extremely sick with flu. I knew something like this would happen to me.

I am so sorry you were tortured this way! Outrageous.
see this is the thing..it's horrendous when it happens in A&E... but we've come to expect 12 hour waits, and medical staff run off their feet, and the place crowded with people and screming kids.. .. and generally a horrible time... but you don't expect it in the admissions unit.. .. not when you have a solid appointment for surgery, not when you're all prepared physically and mentally for that surgery.. no-one can tell me that the hospital didn't know well before they told me..that there was no beds... .. i feel they didn't actually look until it was my turn to go to theatre, and then they realised that they should have looked for a bed earlier...

You would have had a breadown..I know you would....
 
see this is the thing..it's horrendous when it happens in A&E... but we've come to expect 12 hour waits, and medical staff run off their feet, and the place crowded with people and screming kids.. .. and generally a horrible time... but you don't expect it in the admissions unit.. .. not when you have a solid appointment for surgery, not when you're all prepared physically and mentally for that surgery.. no-one can tell me that the hospital didn't know well before they told me..that there was no beds... .. i feel they didn't actually look until it was my turn to go to theatre, and then they realised that they should have looked for a bed earlier...

You would have had a breadown..I know you would....
Sounds like the same ppl run Access Rude in NY and the NHS in UK 😔
 
see this is the thing..it's horrendous when it happens in A&E... but we've come to expect 12 hour waits, and medical staff run off their feet, and the place crowded with people and screming kids.. .. and generally a horrible time... but you don't expect it in the admissions unit.. .. not when you have a solid appointment for surgery, not when you're all prepared physically and mentally for that surgery.. no-one can tell me that the hospital didn't know well before they told me..that there was no beds... .. i feel they didn't actually look until it was my turn to go to theatre, and then they realised that they should have looked for a bed earlier...

You would have had a breadown..I know you would....
There were so many parts of this,
that made it far worse, each one, than it might have been. Very terrible.
Yes, I am among those who would have had a breakdown.
 
I decided this morning I would rather die at home than subject myself to a situation I can't handle.
I've decided that too.
It takes a lot to get me to that point, and I'm not advocating it for sure!
But these places know no limit.
And for some of us, it's beyond ours.

Sorry again, Holly.
As you said, you don't expect it After you've gone thru all of those steps of theirs, to get to that point on surgery day.
 
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They are too far gone

There are shots to slow down the degenerative progress if caught early enough

As it stands, I won't totally lose all my vision
but reading is the big challenge
and projects that involve detail

Quite frustrating
Just very glad I did what I did when I did it

I didn't realize your macular degeneration had progressed to this point. :( So sorry to learn this.
 
The admissions unit was packed..I got there just before 7am in Torrential rain and high winds .. the unit was closed.I sat down alogside another man, both of us had 7.30am appts... we thought we were the only ones. The waiting area outside was next to the lifts.. by the time the unit opened it was 7.30am.. and people had emerged from the lifts like a football crowd, so there was abut 60 peple waiting to go in and all had appts for 7.30am

No-one had had anything to drink or eat for the previous 12 hours.. over the next 2 hours we were all processed in the super overheated unit, names checked, BP taken..etc... then the surgeons' apprentice came and checked where the surgery was to be done and marked it wth an arrow...

people were getting taken in for surgery on external limbs..face.. legs..knees..etc...everyone was very thirsty..

My surgery was scheduled for the morning... at around 11am, the surgeon came himself and had a look at me, and said, this surgery has to be done today but it won't be until the afernon now...apologies..
So..back I sat down.. not allowed to see what was going on left or right of me... just straight ahead... no-one telling us what's going on...

Next someone comes and says get into a gown and compression socks... and now you have to put all your clothes into a small carrier bag that they provided.. I said my clothes won't fit in.. and without any airs or graces they just grabbed my clothes and rammed them literally into a carrier bag including my big coat... .

the aneasthetist then came to see me and she told me all what was about to happen etc... ... then I sat there,, and watched in front of me as male after male was taken to theatre, and brought back with bandaged limbs....


Still verrrrry thirsty.. now 4pm everyone has gone exept me..I get told the patient before me is in theatre, and I'll be next... sat there again until 7pm ..when a nurse came and said...sorry your surgery can't go ahead... we have no beds ! I really thought she was joking, because she said it in a humurous way... but she wasn't joking... she said the surgeon was unhappy about it , but they just had no beds..

So I'd gone 18 hours without a drink, or food.. had all the other stuff happen, and then when I got dressed to go home I looked like a scarecrow because everything was creased from being rammed in the carrier bag

Finally I got a tiny cup of water ...and then I asked them how was I to get home..my dd had been scheduled to collect me tomorrow ( today )... so they called the hospital manager explained what happened and the hospital paid for a cab

I was exhausted when i got home and went straight to bed...

The hospital manager might be the one for you to contact (if possible) to become first on the list next time. So sorry for your ordeal.
 
I've decided that too.
It takes a lot to get me to that point, and I'm not advocating it for sure!
But these places know no limit.
And for some of us, it's behind ours.

Sorry again, Holly.
As you said, you don't expect it After you've gone thru all of those steps of theirs, to get to that point on surgery day.
yep that's exactly right...it would have been a bad experience without all the steps I had to take to be there ...but with those added..it was just horrendus.. if I got that type of service anywere else other than a hospital I would have exploded ...
 
The admissions unit was packed..I got there just before 7am in Torrential rain and high winds .. the unit was closed.I sat down alogside another man, both of us had 7.30am appts... we thought we were the only ones. The waiting area outside was next to the lifts.. by the time the unit opened it was 7.30am.. and people had emerged from the lifts like a football crowd, so there was abut 60 peple waiting to go in and all had appts for 7.30am

No-one had had anything to drink or eat for the previous 12 hours.. over the next 2 hours we were all processed in the super overheated unit, names checked, BP taken..etc... then the surgeons' apprentice came and checked where the surgery was to be done and marked it wth an arrow...

people were getting taken in for surgery on external limbs..face.. legs..knees..etc...everyone was very thirsty..

My surgery was scheduled for the morning... at around 11am, the surgeon came himself and had a look at me, and said, this surgery has to be done today but it won't be until the afernon now...apologies..
So..back I sat down.. not allowed to see what was going on left or right of me... just straight ahead... no-one telling us what's going on...

Next someone comes and says get into a gown and compression socks... and now you have to put all your clothes into a small carrier bag that they provided.. I said my clothes won't fit in.. and without any airs or graces they just grabbed my clothes and rammed them literally into a carrier bag including my big coat... .

the aneasthetist then came to see me and she told me all what was about to happen etc... ... then I sat there,, and watched in front of me as male after male was taken to theatre, and brought back with bandaged limbs....


Still verrrrry thirsty.. now 4pm everyone has gone exept me..I get told the patient before me is in theatre, and I'll be next... sat there again until 7pm ..when a nurse came and said...sorry your surgery can't go ahead... we have no beds ! I really thought she was joking, because she said it in a humurous way... but she wasn't joking... she said the surgeon was unhappy about it , but they just had no beds..

So I'd gone 18 hours without a drink, or food.. had all the other stuff happen, and then when I got dressed to go home I looked like a scarecrow because everything was creased from being rammed in the carrier bag

Finally I got a tiny cup of water ...and then I asked them how was I to get home..my dd had been scheduled to collect me tomorrow ( today )... so they called the hospital manager explained what happened and the hospital paid for a cab

I was exhausted when i got home and went straight to bed...
Jesus, my head would have exploded with anger! I'm sorry this happened to you, what a nightmare.
 
@hollydolly I've read on other social media that that the NHS is better in some post codes than others. If that's accurate, how does your area compare to other parts of the UK?
One of the better areas, I would hate to experience the worst......but the shortage of NHS hospitals is a big problem in my county... there's only 2 for a million and a half people....
 
Wow that painful Holly! I've heard of people going to Mexico! ... :coffee: ...
O es people in the Uk very oten go to Turkey r Prague to get affordable surgery, and not be on log waiting lists .. but of course the risk is also high that if soemthing goes wrong there's no compesation for that.. and there's been ,any reports of women expecially going for various surgeies and dying because these cheaper hospitals ause less qualified medilc staff inlcuding the surgeons


I have literaly just checked the reviews for the hospital I was in yesterday, and to say they are scathing is an understatement...WOW!!!:eek:

I wish I'd read that before I'd gone...

The commision reviews are all good they are for the general hospital layout, the cleanliness etc... the patient reviews.. are just horrific to read... !

I'm going to ask if it's possibe to have the surgery next time at a different hospital
 
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I tell you what was funny. when I tex my daughter in the mronigng after I'd been taen into the ay, and givena gown etc.. she said ''good that means the must have a bed otherwise they would have told you by now ''.... when text her n the evening to say they'd said there was no bed... ,y daugter who NEVE swears and tells me off when I do.. text back saying ... ''Feckers''. !!!
 
So..just after I got dressed, the nurse at the desk said...ok here's an appt for the 19th of february..just like she was booking me a cab.. no apologies we couldn't help this etc.. just here's another appt...
My wife's surgery was at The Nuffield Hospital in Bournemouth. At the time it felt "wrong" because we have both paid our tax and stamp and my wife had worked for the NHS in the ambulance service, all her working life. Reading of your experience Holly and the belligerent attitude of the receptionist, has given me a change of heart. Now I think that the Nuffield was money well spent. So sorry for your experience.
 

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