2/5 Nick C. 1 year ago on Google
My
wife
Moira
has
Alzheimer's,
and
underwent
a
successful
operation
to
clear
a
blood
clot
on
her
brain
before
being
placed
in
Cairns
Ward
where
she
received
excellent
care
for
just
over
2
weeks.
However
she
was
then
transferred
to
adjacent
Dott
Ward,
where
over
a
period
of
7
weeks
I
became
increasingly
dissatisfied
with
the
defensive
(at
times,
evasive)
and
generally
uncooperative
attitude
of
the
nursing
staff.
It
became
clear
that
I
was
regarded
as
a
troublemaker,
merely
for
politely
querying
some
of
the
practices
I
observed.
My
wife
was
brusquely
awakened
at
times
for
routine
"Obs"
which
could
easily
have
been
done
at
a
more
opportune
time.
Persistent
repetition
of
her
name
or
"Sorry,
lovely"
made
light
of
her
condition
-
she
couldn't
complain
because
she
doesn't
talk!
A
nurse
insisted
that
an
opaque
liquid
in
a
beaker
was
"water"
(watery,
maybe),
then
complained
I
was
being
"aggressive"
when
I
corrected
her
(Moira
and
I
were
both
Chemistry
teachers).
My
fractious
relationship
with
the
Dott
Ward
staff
finally
came
to
a
head
on
the
day
Moira
was
discharged
into
a
care
home,
when
I
finally
received
retribution
for
my
lack
of
subservience
to
"the
system"
by
being
refused
transport
(in
a
half-empty
ambulance)
to
accompany
my
wife
to
her
new
abode
because
of
-
er
-
"Covid"
(I
wore
a
mask),
or
-
er
-"We're
not
insured"
(I
offered
to
indemnify
them
in
case
of
an
accident).
So
I
was
banished
from
the
ward
to
make
my
own
way
by
public
transport,
arriving
an
hour
late,
with
Moira's
day
clothes
in
a
bag
because
the
ward
staff
tried
but
failed
to
dress
her
(as
the
home
had
requested).
As
I
left
I
passed
a
row
of
celebration
balloons
-
Cairns
had
won
an
award
(deservedly
in
my
view).
Shame
on
the
Dott
staff
though,
for
whom
Moira's
care
became
secondary
to
punishing
her
husband
for
his
insubordination.
(By
the
way,
I
never
conversed
with
a
single
doctor
in
ten
weeks!)
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