It’s all about communication- if we could answer back to the many missives coming from NHS we might get somewhere.

I’m due in hospital under Dipstick on Friday.

I’ve had a phone pre assessment’ have you been in hospital in the last 12 months?

Answer. Yes. Read your screen or my notes.

I’ve had bloods and blood pressure and ecg and urine. No results.

I’ve had daily texts.

Daily phone calls.

Some random man tells me he cannot tell me my results because he’s not qualified. My appeal to ask someone qualified has fallen on deaf ears. What about Dip I asked. Busy. What about informed consent. ? What about safety? No reply.

You see I’m thinking that Dipstick wanted ( circa 2019) to find source of infection by doing 1. MRI. 2. Some random scan thing.

Well MRI eventually got done. January 2023. But. They took images of the wrong bit. Think in terms of knee not ankle. It’s the remains of the ureter left behind when kidney got removed which needs MRI. Ie. Not the bladder that needs imaging.

Hopeless trying to explain.

They ring each day to ask if I have a cough. Or if I’ve been in hospital since last we spoke.

When really they should be asking. 1. Have you had MRI ( 2nd)? Answer NO.

They should also ask Have you symptoms UTI. Answer YES.

Antibiotics should be given before Friday. But they cannot haven’t worked that out. So. I’ve spent £50 to try to get a private lab result so I can self medicate before Friday.

In any case. They will maybe realise this is all futile and cancel.

Meanwhile my mum received a letter from vascular surgeon. I guess it’ll be some automated manger generated one. ‘As you will not be having kidney surgery and as you have inoperable cancerous tumour we won’t do anything for your aneurysm either. Next appointment 2025! Brutal!

The economist last week talked about decentralisation. Community based care. Etc. And I quote: During the pandemic the public clapped for the nhs. Now they are more likely to throw up their hands in frustration. What is the solution?

Actually I thought it said throw up. As in vomit. Well maybe that’s because that’s how we feel out here. !