Anyone familiar with my blog will know how lucky I am to have Hubby in my life. We are devoted to each other, try not to take each other for granted, and worry about each other.
We’ve had our share of health issues, and at the end of the day have worked together for solutions or plans of attack, never once feeling we are on our own as any decisions are jointly made.
We’ve been together over 31 years. It’s the second marriage for both of us and although things haven’t run smoothly for most of ours, that has been down to circumstances, not our relationship, as the two of us are a united front.
Should one of us be unwell, the other is on hand and if matters get worse, we’re on the phone to the medical services, 999 being a final option. In some cases, we have simply cut out the phone call and driven to A&E. This was all before Covid-19 raised its ugly head.
Imagine then the scenario of a couple who have been together some considerable time and she had been working in a care home where there were multiple infections of residents and staff and 3 deaths.
Both she and her husband were tested for C-19 and proven negative.
That was back in May, and she has not returned to work.
She has now developed a cough, is having difficulty breathing and is generally feeling weak and unwell.
They have spent hours at A&E on two occasions at different hospitals where she had blood tests and Xrays. Her white blood cell count is way over normal and they admit something is wrong, but don’t know what, so THEY SENT HER HOME.
The health service in our town sucks.
The doctor’s surgery is a waste of time and he is putting his trust in the moronic doctors who ‘call them back’ but don’t actually arrange to see her or send her for more tests.
He says he is ‘keeping an eye on her’ and if she gets worse, then he’ll call 111, the alternative service to 999, who IMO basically are little better than our surgery with their advice about staying home and taking paracetamol.
If this were us, we would be on the phone to 111, 999, at A&E, banging on the GP surgery doors demanding at least a consultation and another Covid-19 test, if for no other reason than to rule it out.
It would not be a case of ‘keeping an eye’ on the ill party, we would be proactive and making a nuisance of ourselves trying to get answers.
We have the means to take our blood pressure, temperature and check our oxygen levels as we invested in the kit to do that as a matter of course for our first aid box.
I appreciate the NHS is stretched and there are delays for a number of issues. The reason why I got carted off to hospital with a suspected heart problem a couple of years ago was because I told the paramedics that I was ‘never ill’ and this was totally out of the blue.
Hubby and I know ourselves, and each other, and know when something is not right. We don’t panic and bother anyone unnecessarily, first working through recent events, what we’ve eaten and check our BP etc before we call the professionals. We don’t believe in wasting anyone’s time. Especially now.
But in these circumstances, we would certainly be doing a lot more than waiting for the shit to hit the fan and someone with a brain to make the decision to investigate further.