So basically, the NHS has moved me from the Penthouse with 5 star service to a place where the nurses didn’t soften when I started to cry or say ‘fucking’. They didn’t go for my sob story either. Hearts of stone. Sure, they had a tough act to follow after T13’s Angels, but, please… They say there is nothing they can do to speed the surgeon along. I asked if I could see the on call doctor instead, at least for my meds, they said no. Just to recap, I have been here three and a half hours.
If I do not get medication in two hours time, I will not be able to sit up. I certainly will not be able to sleep.
Oh and your curtains are complete shit. How dare you ask me to subject EMan to this sort of bad taste.
Take me back to UCH please.