Twas the morn of the search for the Holy Grail. Not really but that is what it felt like. The Savette’s set off for a journey for yet another hospital this time it was for me.
I haven’t really been looking forward to this visit as it was to discuss what happens next in the stroke/heart saga, I’m not sure if I really wanted to know the answers. Upon arriving at the appointment it soon became apparent that things weren’t quite what they seemed. I was called for an ECG and the nurse was shocked I knew nothing about having an ECG before seeing the consultant. That’s when they dropped the bombshell that I had in fact been given the wrong appointment in the wrong clinic.
One meltdown later where Zak couldn’t cope with the waiting, a nurse appeared looking quite perplexed as she didn’t know why we there. It transpired that the registrar had to ring my consultant for permission to talk to me. What a farce !!!!
After another meltdown by Jen and Zak we finally called in as Mr Savvy took the 3 youngest children to the car.
Well I wished my consultant had said no to the registrar seeing me. I felt so uncomfortable, he was over an hour late in turning up for the clinic. He explained the procedure they wanted me to have. Yet at the same time told me I would never get better. The episodes, the breathless, low energy levels would all still be there.
Today has been a complete and utter farce and a wasted journey. I knew I wasn’t looking forward to this appointment but this outcome was definitely not one I was expecting.
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