Thursday, 30 June 2011

Are Curtains Sound Proof Doctor??... Think again Nurse!!!!

Bloody Hospital Trips!

I have spent a few days contemplating my reaction to my resent trip to the hospital and I have decided... I'm a little bit Annoyed and a lot bit f**ked off!!

A few days ago I awoke to the most agonising scream I have ever heard! As if someone was giving birth... & in a way that is quite an apt description... Kyd was screaming and crying the bathroom down trying to go to the toilet. Kyd has had problems with his bowel from a very very young age. We have had every medicine, diet & treatment going now I reckon... most of which were crap, and didn't actually produce the crap, like they promised on the packet!... We've had dietary diaries and poo sheets... all very glam I must say!... We thought we'd cracked it with a natural Aloe Vera gel drink which I stumbled across and thought I'd try. I do still believe it is working and I hugely prefer the herbal option.. I think I'm a hippy at heart... But I just think we've had a slip up, Probably a dietary issue... eeek more food diaries needed, ~I've let them slide #badparentalert

In the past Kyd has gone almost 3 weeks if not longer without going for a number 2... the poor sod used to be in so much pain and be so swollen that he needed 2 sizes of clothes, 1 for the beginning of the week and 1 for the end when the swelling was at it's worst... but the meds at this stage were just making the problem behind the blockage worse! After 8 years of going to the toilet just once a week, twice if we were lucky... and then believe me, it's in a massive toilet blocking styley that any Fully grown man would be proud of!... All the 100000's of doctors have all just come to the same agreement... that he just had a 'lazy bowel' and this was all they could do... Brilliant! (she says with a sarcastic sigh)... So we have just got on with it, This is his life and it could be so much worse...

Anyway, So our lovely little routine for a panic such as this, in which we haven't had to use for quite some time, is as follows...

No poo for a week ~ top up his meds daily until lift off...

If this doesn't work and he is in pain and straining ~ Go to GP...

GP then sends us to the Paediatric ward for an Enema ~ Nurse gives enema and then we go home

Then ~ Extra few ml of meds for a few days so not to allow it to build back up...

Quite simple isn't it... and it has been going well now for a good few years, so why now would these stupid newbies make it complicated!...
I am NOT a neurotic mother and I am in no way going to be treated like one! Stupid trainee Senior nurse... or whatever her title... this is a little hint... CURTAINS ARE NOT SOUND PROOF!! are you a toddler do you go by the' I can't see them so they can't see or hear me' rule?!... Try opening His bloody file! And maybe even Reading it! We have been to this ward for this same thing over and over and over and over and we have been in and out in a few hours... But not this time...

So we get there after bussing it from home (I sooo need to learn to drive) and in a panic that he may explode any minute and on public transport which would be explosive in it's own right... Once he blows he blows!!! no stopping it! Just to wait around for the doctor, which is fully understandable, and then lovely nurse 1 and 2 take Kyds obs and tell me that he's been delayed and would I mind if I had a trainee Senior Nurse or something do all the questioning and paperwork before he got there... I am all for helping trainee's learn so I said yeah that's fine... wish I hadn't now!

Absolutely lovely to my face singing my praises and full of sympathy for Kyd's ongoing problem, at that point I quite liked her. She starts with the most odd questions about my pregnancy... uh he's 8!... and she wanted specific dates of his admittances in to hospital so when I explained I didn't have much memory of his childhood and I had no idea she Tutted!!... yes Tutted!!... I then got on the defensive obviously as I hate tutting! and said have you read his file? she skirted around the question and carried on asking... I'm not being funny but it was obvious I was upset by my memory loss so maybe persisting was a bit harsh! I then decided that I'd had enough and just as I was going to say something the doctor came in... all nicey nicey she explained and he then asked relevant questions. He was quite dosey himself and he had no idea what to do just staring at Kyd... someone who also hadn't read the file... :rollseyes: I said slowly 'the GP sent us for an enema... ' they went to check the referral letter and this is when my blood began to boil...

They bloody stood behind that curtain with her saying...

'Well mum should do it at home this is not what we do in this ward, It's obvious that he should have had other meds way before now but unless it's been 3 or more weeks then we won't do it'

DOCTOR:
'but he's in pain we can feel the blockage just give him the enema then let the specialist sort the rest'...

HER (she doesn't deserve a name):
'but she can do it at home'

DOCTOR:
'But she's already said he won't let her she's tried already'

HER (mutters):
'Well she didn't try that hard'

They came back in and I thought I'd wait before I kick off...
'what we are going to do is give him some new meds and see if that works'
I piped up couldn't the GP have done that? She actually tried telling me they didn't do enema's on the ward... even though we had been there over and over  for exactly that... I told her that and she left the doctor to it. I was being quite calm for me too. I was fuming. The doctor told me he would sort an enema and showed us to the play room to wait. Next minute they're telling me they haven't got any enemas available... WTF!! are you serious! at that point I was going to blow up so I just took the prescription grunted and left.... only to get down to the pharmacy for another 45 minute wait... just to be told by the lovely man at the pharmacy that he had no idea why they had given him the meds they did and that they stock the enemas in their pharmacy... so a trip downstairs was too much! Grrrr He was more help than anyone I had spoken to in the last few hours. Give him this and then do this... if he is in pain then go back and kick off! I like that man...

My decision was that If he hasn't been by tonight... Tomorrow I am returning to the same ward armed with chains and I am going to wait until they sort it and I am going to try and keep my cool but don't count on it...

Funny thing is whilst I have been writing this I realised Kyd has been ever so quiet... But I've just heard the Loo seat.... then a shout 'ALLLLLLLLLIIIIIISSSSHHHH'...

After a struggle and a scream... WE HAVE LIFT OFF!!

God is looking down on you Nurse woman! You have had a lucky escape!

So pleased for Kyd, he's so happy now!!

Thank You Mr Pharmacist!!


2 comments:

  1. Put your comments in a complaint to the Hospital. They have Dignity, Confidentiality, DDA etc, policies. You were not treated with respect, nor was Rhys - he could hear too. It sounded like she didn't want to deal with the end product of the enema. How daft to even suggest that they don't have enemas. Jax will tell you who to write too, or ring up PALS. You'll be doing others a favour. I'd be ashamed of myself if I ever reacted that way.

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  2. Put your comments in a complaint to the Hospital. They have Dignity, Confidentiality, DDA etc, policies. You were not treated with respect, nor was Rhys - he could hear too. It sounded like she didn't want to deal with the end product of the enema. How daft to even suggest that they don't have enemas. Jax will tell you who to write too, or ring up PALS. You'll be doing others a favour. I'd be ashamed of myself if I ever reacted that way.

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