DEALINGS WITH THE NHS - The waiting game
This is a blog by a cancer sufferer but it is not about cancer. It is one, very subjective perspective on being a patient by one person. But to sum it up the inadequacy of communication within the service and to me has been the only thing that has made me cry. I have never been very good at waiting but when you get a prognosis of around 9 months to live you don’t want to waste or to wait a minute. Apart from that on a practical level we are constantly being told that the NHS is a breaking point well if my experience is anything I have seen waste of resources and bad management of beds. I have also seen very stretched and hardworking staff trying to do the best they can within systems that seem unresponsive to need and often wasteful. I didn’t mean it to be but it is a good whinge but I feel less frustrated by it all by putting it out there. I also urge patients not to be patient but to be proactive and assertive and not to take at face value everything you are told. I have put some examples here and I could supply several more.
1. Admission to hospital total of 7 hours wait.
After blood test that showed a dangerous level of jaundice the G. P. decided I needed to go straight into hospital. It took 1 and half hours to get them to answer the phone. Waiting was something I was to find I was going to do a lot in the next few months. One and half hours later I was told to attend the hospital. On arrival at the hospital I was eventually admitted after 5 and half hours wait.
2.Waiting for a scan, whilst in hospital, two and half days. After being shown to a bed I was left and nothing happened except that every 4 hours my perfectly normal blood pressure and temperature were taken. During rounds on day 3 I took the bull by the horns and asked Why am I here? The said to investigate my jaundice. O.K. so why are you not doing that? There was a lot of activity to find these scans until I offered the solution that they were absent because I hadn’t had a scan. You would have thought with beds being at a premium I could have had my scan and be sent home within 24hours instead of staying of 5 days. I also asked “Why have I been on this 24h ward for 3 days?” There was much muttering and I was moved that night to a proper room. It was then that I knew it was serious.
3.Waiting for the diagnosis to be confirmed by biopsy. 16 days.
I was in a room for two patients and I saw my notes left in the corner so of course I looked. “Mass present, patient unaware.”
Later I was shown into a consultation room and told that I had pancreatic cancer that was advanced and inoperable. I was to stay the night then go home the next morning. My biopsy was done 5 days later but I wasn’t given any further information or any sources of support or even a number to ring if here were questions.
4.Waiting to leave hospital – 5 hours
My husband came to pick me up from hospital about 11 am. We eventually left 4 p.m. after waiting for a blood test that nobody came to take. The nursei n charge just left the sample bottle and request form on my bed. I was reduced to finding a nurse and said “ I know you can take blood because I have seen you, so can you take this please. I was then waiting for prescriptions to arrive, even then I had to ask someone to look to see if my stuff was there so I could go.
5. Waiting for information from the hospital
Poor record keeping and poor communication with me and my GP resulting in unnecessary confusion, anxiety and distress. In fact this is the only thing that has made me cry. Lack of information and may mean that important symptoms and not reported and the medication is not taken or continued beyond when it should.
I had been given a cancer diagnosis and then discharged without any back up, support or information I was totally alone. Eventually I rang the doctor’s secretary and she said that my GP had been sent a report and that a nurse would ring me the next day. I rang my GP and she did not have the report. She did and promised to ring me on Friday after that she would ring again Friday afternoon of that week with the information. She never did. After a terrible weekend I rang her and was told they hadn’t discussed me so it would be the following Friday when she would definitely ring. Again she never did. After another terrible weekend I rang. I was offered no explanation or apology and then told over the phone that malignancy was confirmed.
6. Waiting for an appointment with an oncologist – 19 days from initial diagnosis.
7.Waiting for chemotherapy to start 29 days
I will write about the administration of chemotherapy in the future but so far it has been a farce.
Good Morning Sunday 14th June 2026



