Hellish pain from a small kidney stone, worse than child birth. Admitted to hosp twice. First occadion saw a lovely consultant who was empathetic and explaind everything. Got home and two weeks later was back with a vegenece. It truly is agony.
Saw my consultant late afternoon. We'll do a CT tomortow and send you off for some extracorporal shockwave lithotripsy. Next morning, this shitty hospital feeds vulerable patients in the corridor. A new doctor - a registrar stood next to this man and discussed my case in detail. He xame in to see me znd said it "may be a kidney stone" and I "might get a scan today". Stood talking to a newly qualified and said whether you act depends upon "who your patient is and whst dort of doctor you are". Catsflaps can take strong painkillers, so why waist our time? I packed up my overnight bag and left immediately. No one said where are you hoing, because not a single member of staff would look at me. I was so tired as a dementia patient had been admittdd snd shouted "hello, helloooo" all night. At first I though his disease must be affecting his cognition, til he snarled at one of the nurses and told her to FUCK OFF YOU DYKE CUNT!!!
That morning a trained nurse snapped at md to get in my chair to get my breakfast. I asked if I could have shower first as I had been sweating through the night. She huffed an alright at me. Did I get snh breakfast, did I fuck.
A registrar overruling a consultant? Discussing confidentisl information in a corridor right next to znother patient? Saying I may have a kidney stone when the fucking ct showed it, or it might be somethinb sinister? Keeping me in for 24 hrs on the now weak promise of a scan and given paracetamol tablets I csn take at home. WIBU in walking out?