Good morning all from my own bed, I am so happy to be home.
Mick, I was surprised that you had a telephone pre-op assessment. For any ops I have had previously, it had to be done in hospital out patients, so that various pre-op
tests could be done, including checking weight, BP and testing for MRSA.
I believe that is still the norm here.
Unfortunately, I have had a dreadful night, I'm still quite unwell and the rogue drug will takes ages to get out of my system. However, hopefully onwards and upwards from now on.
The drug should never have been prescribed, totally unsuitable for my condition and was slowing down my heart rate at an alarming rate for over a year.
To make matters worse it was combined with another heart medication, which should never have been prescribed alongside it.
Much longer and the consequences would have been dire.
I read yesterday that a leaked NHS report on the the stated that cardiology waiting lists in Glasgow were dangerously long, forty patients on the list have died in the last year.
I am so blessed, that I was seen so quickly.
I was visited yesterday by Dr Douglas Ross ( aka a George Clooney lookalike consultant), he listened to me and treated me with such respect, explaining that there are still some ongoing problems, which may not be resolved, due to my multiple comorbidities. I can live with that.
The main problem was the systemic failure in the system, however my GP should have monitoring my conditions, which he hadn't done.
I will now be reviewd at the Professors clinic and my GP has been advised to monitor my very high BP. A good result!
The care I received was outstanding (and I have been an inpatient many times), I'm so grateful that the trainee GP had the audacity to phone the professor. The consultant I saw, was highly amused by this.
My exit from the hospital was like a Laurel and Harvey comedy.
The staff insisted I had to make the long journey to the car in a wheelchair. We never made it out of the ward, before a doctor had to come to our rescue.
A cabin bag, a bag of twenty medications, a bunch of flowers and a bag of various items, I had collected made it almost impossible to go anywhere.
The chair got stuck going into the lift, and an elderly lady, complete with stick, took the case from DH and yet another doctor came to a very flustered DHs assistance.
The lady took the case from DH and insisted in pushing it out of the lift.
It went downhill after that! There were renovations going on and despite being familiar with this hospital, we couldn't find the way out, At one point I was trying to push the case in front of me, it went one way and the case went the other. DH, totally unaware of this ( a man on a mission) kept pushing, I was being pulled two ways.
I was laughing hysterically, much to DH's annoyance! It was at this point, he abandoned me in a café and took the bags to the car. He was away for ages, so I started to become anxious. He had got lost again!!!
Police Scotland issued an appeal for the carers of an old biddy abandonded in the atrium of the Queen Elizabeth University Hospital to come and rescue her. 😂
I am desperate to wash my hair and get dressed, but I'm still struggling a bit, so a day in bed I think.
However, there has been a noticeable change, since stopping the drug. DD said that I looked so much better than I had for months.
Thank you for all the lovely sentiments on here, the PMs and texts.
It has given me such a boost. 💐
Have a good day, whatever your plans. To my fellow poorly posters, I hope you have a gentle day.
P,S My darling Dollie is coming to day. Life is indeed good!
