I don't have any knitting progress this week, and as it's the 70th anniversary of the NHS, and it so happens that my mum is currently in hospital, I thought I'd do a positive post on the NHS. We hear so many horrow stories,about understaffing, underfunding, huge salaries and pensions for top
management, bed shortages, long waiting lists - the list goes on,
My father has COPD. My brother had COPD, rhermatoid arthritis and is currently trying to build up his strength so that he can survive an operation to remove a dormant tumour from his lungs. My other brother and sister have ongoing problems as do a neice and two nephews, all requiring regular visits to either a GP or hospital and meds. So far the great-neices and nephew all seem fine :)
And now to the main reason that today I'm grateful to the NHS. My dear mum had been feeling very unwell for seveal weeks, but wouldn't to to the doctor, On Tuesday afternoon my dad phoned my sister and asked her to pop in and persuade her to go. When she turned up and took a look at my mum, who was gasping for breath and shaking and ghastly white, she took her to A&E, They have looked after her brilliantly. She's in the Acute Care ward, She went in witha BP of 206/91, was dangerously anaemic, had lung congestion, and her ecg was abnormal. She's had blood tranfusions, is on antibiotics, steroids, various heart meds as well as her regular meds They're draining her lungs. Her BP is down to 105/55 and she's not as anaemic. My sister says the dorctos and nurses are doing an outstanding job. They've been nothing but friendly, carlming, reassuring and thorough, Doing everything they can to make an old woman comfortable, calm and informed.
Today, I'm very grateful to the NHS, especially those working on the front line.
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