Morning all,
We really were spoilt to have such a great GP service for so long, weren't we? We had the odd snooty receptionist (though they never seemed to stay for long, TBH) but I can't fault any of our regular GP's. After seeing and experiencing the impact and the stress of having to deal with so many locum consultant psychiatrists for Mil, over the last year or so before she was admitted, unless these locum GP's do read the notes properly, I can't see how the service can be anything but poorer under the new system - part of the issue was that the locums Mil saw obviously didn't read her notes and treatment they prescribed was on the basis of a 10 minute chat with OH and I, and a very brief meet with Mil. And as a direct result, Mil ended up over-medicated and (according to this latest consultant) mis-diagnosed
So the idea of a system that relies on locums for our surgery doesn't exactly inspire me with confidence.
I am angry over the cancelled meeting, Slugsta - especially as the SW could have visited Mil on the medical ward to do the capacity assessment - and that's if it was even needed. Mil did have a capacity assessment with a SW when she was put under the section 3, so apparently, that bit at least shouldn't have needed to be repeated. The rest of the 'procedure' doesn't require her presence (because she has been deemed already to not have capacity, apparently) so there is no reason why it couldn't have gone ahead. I know that all these people do important jobs, I know that they are busy - but a quick call to let me know something like that isn't too much to ask, I don't think
Oh, I feel for you, trying to do a clean-up operation with just the wipes and flannel, Slugsta - had to do that with Mil, in public loo's, on the day of my oldests B.A, grad, and its a nightmare situation
Not fun cleaning carpets, after an accident like that, either - we only have carpet on the hall, stairs and landing, but a few times, Mil managed to tread poo into the landing carpet and it was a back-breaking job to get it clean and fresh again.
Great news on the offer on the house though - fingers and toes tightly crossed hoping everything goes through smoothly for you
OH visited Mil again on Saturday. She veered between him being her brother again (and called him by her brothers name) and him being called by the right name, but her being convinced he was her grandson. And she was still at 'work' - oblivious again to the busy ward, to what was going on around her, to the fact she was wearing nightclothes and still on the drip - she was busy folding a pile of the disposable dry wipes that the hospital use instead of flannels. Friday night was supposed to be her last lot of IV antibiotics, but they told OH that she was still showing signs of infection, so they were giving her more. It is very odd that she is just not taking on board her surroundings. OH says its not that she is actually hallucinating a different environment, more that she is focused in on her 'work' (folding the tissues/wipes) and simply unaware that her surroundings don't 'match' what she believes she is doing and where she believes she is. She interacts with nurses who speak to her or come near, just as she interacts with OH - but mainly its all about her concentrating on her 'job'. She isn't at all agitated, or at least not that OH has seen or been told, so that is one blessing at least.
We didn't go yesterday as we had arranged to go visit oldest in Coventry - partly just to see her, partly to take more of her belongings from my 'office' - 4 drawers in a storage unit crammed with cuddly toys, books, scarves, ornaments, photographs and masses of paperwork - and as I have no idea what is important or not amongst the paperwork, I wasn't going to go through it! So unit, drawers and all were taken down to her, along with a Christmas tree she had left here and a box of decorations! Its a little more space created anyway
She lives right on the side of a very pretty canal, so we went for a little walk, and then out for lunch, before OH and I headed back here about 4pm. Youngest had stayed home as she had a birthday bash to go to, she had left for the party by the time we got back and we found a sink full of dishes, the front door unlocked and both the heating and the front room fire full on
We also found our old boy, Busta-dog, not very well - which saved dau the row that might have otherwise ensued! Not being sick, no sign of an actual tummy upset, and no temp, but walking so slowly, not interested in food and having to be persuaded to drink
Its suddenly like he has become a very, very old man - which, at 14 and a half, I guess he is - but he is usually so active and puppy like. He's been to the loo this morning, and I've persuaded him to have a drink, and he's now snuggled up asleep again, on the little sofa next to me. OH has a work course this morning, if there is no improvement in Busta by the time he is back, we'll take him to the vets - worried sick about him, just can't bear the thought of losing him
No plans today - there's a laundry basket of washing to plow through, and I'm expecting the last of the office furniture to be delivered, and that's about it. Having told the boss I'm not available today, I may as well focus on bits of housework and just pootling.
Hope all of you are OK, Grace - are you takin git easy? And Amy - has your Mum settled OK? JM, hows your daughter doing? Spamar, hope you've recovered properly from the long drive now? xxx
Have a good day all xxxxx