Paul and I attended a meeting today. It was to address my complaint about the way Dhiren and I were treated by a ward in the local hospital, in December, when he was so poorly with end stage dementia and aspiration pneumonia.
In attendance the Matron, the ward manager, the nurse responsible for dementia training, the doctor, and a person from the Patient Experience Team [ late PALS ] who took notes and a recording of the procedure.
I will be provided with a CD of the meeting.
They all held their hands up. My complaint was justified.
The ward manager was visibly upset, the doctor was defensive but acknowledged I was right to raise the issues I complained about
I made it clear I took no pleasure from this complaint but, having read of so many other examples of poor treatment, here on TP, and in the media, I felt duty bound not only to speak for Dhiren but also for all who are unable to make their needs known.
The outcome , in addition to apologies and acknowledgement of embarrassment, is an invitation to attend dementia training sessions with nurses , to talk about what I know of dementia and to help prove the hospital is not just paying lip service to Dementia Champions and Dementia Friends.
My first talk will be in September.
I wasn`t sure what to expect but I didn`t expect what I got.