The morning after the night before
May. 25th, 2013 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ailbheLast night I had an hour's sleep before Astrid woke (in pain) for her meds. Then we were both up until morning. We napped while Rob took the older two to Theatre Train and then we got up and played in the garden - she has felt SO TRAPPED by hospital. There was nothing to climb there. Nothing to bounce on, even, because the bed is too narrow to trampoline on safely. She was stuck with running around, which wasn't enough for her.
After Rob and the children got back, she and I had a bath while Rob make up the bed afresh and then we gave her more painkillers and she napped. So did Rob, briefly. My napping ability is broken, in spite of wobbling when I stand up.
She's basically happy. Her ears ache more than anything else, and that sets in before the next dose of pain relief is due. Breastfeeding isn't going as well as we expected; I think it's the adenoidectomy that did that to us. I hope it gets sorted out soon.
We called 111 last night because of a sudden temperature drop, but they were terrible, so we had to call the (overworked, charming, helpful, delightful, patient) ward nurses instead. The two PEOPLE we spoke to on 111 were lovely and wanted to help but whatever computer system they're using is AWFUL; they didn't have the NHS Direct question hierarchy nor anything resembling it, they didn't have a clear path to escalate their own queries when they weren't able to answer my questions, they weren't able even to estimate how long it would take to get a call back. We spoke to a call handler and then were called back by a clinician (?) who said he *could* refer us to their doctors who would call us back sometime, but agreed we'd be better off calling the ward.
NHS Direct is a great, great loss to us. As is WestCall, the old out-of-hours service we used to use. I think it might be 111 and A&E or nothing, now.
If this had been last year, we'd have used FAR more ambulances.
After Rob and the children got back, she and I had a bath while Rob make up the bed afresh and then we gave her more painkillers and she napped. So did Rob, briefly. My napping ability is broken, in spite of wobbling when I stand up.
She's basically happy. Her ears ache more than anything else, and that sets in before the next dose of pain relief is due. Breastfeeding isn't going as well as we expected; I think it's the adenoidectomy that did that to us. I hope it gets sorted out soon.
We called 111 last night because of a sudden temperature drop, but they were terrible, so we had to call the (overworked, charming, helpful, delightful, patient) ward nurses instead. The two PEOPLE we spoke to on 111 were lovely and wanted to help but whatever computer system they're using is AWFUL; they didn't have the NHS Direct question hierarchy nor anything resembling it, they didn't have a clear path to escalate their own queries when they weren't able to answer my questions, they weren't able even to estimate how long it would take to get a call back. We spoke to a call handler and then were called back by a clinician (?) who said he *could* refer us to their doctors who would call us back sometime, but agreed we'd be better off calling the ward.
NHS Direct is a great, great loss to us. As is WestCall, the old out-of-hours service we used to use. I think it might be 111 and A&E or nothing, now.
If this had been last year, we'd have used FAR more ambulances.
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Date: 2013-05-25 08:46 pm (UTC)I want to express disbelief that the gov would do this, but I really can't.