It’s not confined to Shrewsbury.
My neice. 26. Miscarriage 2020. Second pregnancy difficult. Big baby, lots of scans, high BP. Due 4th April but due to impending pre eclampsia, they took her in to induce on Monday this week. Started her off then stopped after two pessaries as “we have no staff”. Seriously, she was told that they’d look at it on Tuesday. On Tuesday, she had her BP checked only when she waddled to the nurse station because her feet and fingers were very swollen and she had a banging headache with flashing lights. Given paracetamol and told to rest.
Proceed to Wednesday, told she’d need a caesarean that day IF A MORE URGENT CASE DIDN'T COME IN as again, lack of staff. Waited all day Wednesday… didn’t happen. Thursday, given caesarean.
Today, neice crying as she was still on the blood soaked pad placed under her, post op, hadn’t had a wash and the gown she’d worn to theatre had been removed and laid over her. She was therefore naked underneath. She is utterly distraught. Partner allowed to visit. No one else.
She can’t pick the baby up. Is in pain. Was supposed to be monitored for “fragmented placenta” and hadn’t even cleaned her teeth since pre-theatre, til partner helped her.
I despair. She feels like she’s being a nuisance and is upset because she can’t cuddle her first baby. When partner goes home, she can’t lift physically him.
What the f**k is going on?
Is it me? This sounds like a disaster… a shambles.