1/5 stringbeanii o. 1 year ago on Google
last
weekend
i
attended
a&e,
had
to
wait10+
hours,
but
i
could
handle
that,
once,
or
so
i
thought,
i
was
getting
treatment.
finally
i
was
called,
and
went
in.
heard
the
usual
intro
of
"hi-my-name-is-emma-maguire-i'm-one-of-the-doctors-here"
-
who
for
some
reason
felt
the
need
to
tell
me
that
she
was
newly
qualified.
i
don't
mind
if
someone
is
new
or
has
decades
of
experience,
once
they
can
do
their
job.
so
i
told
her
about
how
ill
i'd
been,
and
the
pain
i
was
currently
in.
she
told
me
how
sorry
she
was
that
i'd
waited
so
long
in
a+e
for
nothing,
that
i
was
going
to
have
to
go
back
to
a
gp,
get
a
letter
for
an
appointment,
and
come
back?!!!
i
went
through
all
the
symptoms
i'd
been
experiencing,
that
weren't
abating,
but
getting
worse,
since
dec/jan.
personal,
gross
stuff
that
may
be
t.m.i
to
write
here,
a
few
are-
bleeding
for
20days,
tearing
my
skin
off
my
arms/legs
with
the
itch,
skin
flare-ups
that
i've
never
had
before,
extreme
exhaustion/constant
fatigue,
coughing
black
phlegm,
low
grade
fevers,
night
sweats,
excessive
bruising,
and
loads
more,
but
the
abdominal
pain
was
getting
worse
to
the
point
of
puking
up
with
the
pain.
she
told
me
that
was
a
"good
sign",
because,
according
to
this
doc,
if
it
was
something
really
serious,
i'd
be
dead
or
near
it
by
now.
she
brought
me
to
a
bed
to
examine
me.
when
she
felt
my
abdomen
it
really
hurt,
but
i
didn't
want
to
be
a
bother,
and
just
gripped
the
sides
of
the
trolley,
but
i
started
retching,
and
had
to
say,
"sorry,
sorry,
excuse
me",
to
sit
up
and
vomit
away
from
her.
i
was
sweating
and
my
eyes
were
running
with
the
pain.
i
asked
if
i
could
lie
there
for
a
minute
while
the
nausea
subsided,
she
said
,
no,
we're
packed
out
-
there
was
noone
else
in
the
cubicles
but
i,
and
another
guy,
the
rest
of
the
beds
were
free,
and
about
11
people
left
in
the
waiting
room.
there
had
been
4-5
ambulances
,
max,
during
the
night.
-
i
kept
puking
and
felt
embarrassed
repeating
"i'm
really
sorry",
and
we
sat
back
down.
the
pain
had
gotten
much
worse
by
this
point.
she
said
she
was
"confident
to
let
me
go",
and
damn
my
stupid
social
awkwardness
and
ridiculous
politeness,
i
nodded,
asking,
okay,
but
could
i
get
a
scan,
please,
an
ultrasound,
even?
it
was
another,
"sorry,
no."
and
repeating
the
line
about
going
to
a
gp
to
get
a
letter.
i
gestured
to
my
abdomen
and
told
her
the
pain
was
terrible.
that
i'm
not
a
fan
of
hospitals
but
i
couldn't
function.
it
made
no
difference.
since
then
I've
been
outside
once
and
the
pain
is
way
worse,
along
with
other
things,
nausea,
dizziness,
numbness
in
my
hands.
i'm
a
normal
weight,
so
i'm
fine.
i'm
a
certain
age,
so
i'm
fine.
i
don't
drink
or
smoke,
so
i'm
fine.
i'm
in
constant
pain
but
sure
i'm
fine.
never
have
i
seen
the
decline
of
a
hospital
emergency
dept
so
rapidly.
pre-covid,
you'd
wait,
be
triaged,
then
followed
by
a
full
assessment
in
the
department.
now,
it
is
a
shambles,
and
a
health
and
safety
nightmare.
an
elderly
gentleman
whom
had
come
in
via
ambulance
with
a
head
wound
was
left
to
sit
in
a
chair
while
clearly
unsteady.
i
asked
if
he'd
like
anything,
water,
and
he
said,
please,
so
i
fetched
him
some.
the
only
people
looking
after
patients,
were
other
pts.
a
guy
with
a
broken
leg
was
given
no
assistance
to
go
in
when
the
doctor
called
him.
i
asked
for
an
anti-nausea,
and
about
four
hours
later,
got
it,
as
i
was
leaving.
there
were
only
chairs,
one
toilet
was
blocked
and
smellled,
well,
bad.
please
fix
it,
we
understand
that
it's
a
high
pressure
job,
and
we
respect
you,
but
please,
listen
to
your
patients,
please
respect
us.
and
please
help
us,
when
we
come
to
you.
we
aren't
files
to
be
managed,
we
are
people
who
are
really
sick
and
in
pain.
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