I had a very traumatic birth with my first son, very fast but the after care was shocking and left me with debilitating pnd. I already had pre natal depression that no one picked up on, and ended up trying to escape my life when my baby was around 6 weeks old.
I’ve since had my second child (different hospital, refused all medical interventions until the birth, didn’t go to a single midwife clinic, just told them I was pregnant and showed up at hospital in labour) and it was better. Not massively listened to, but a bit more focus on my care/my needs.
At a few weeks old my second got a horrific bacterial infection and was hospitalised for a week, whilst the fought it. It was ok, being there with baby, but it did make me feel very isolated and alone, I didn’t like the horrid coughing my baby was doing and the machines just kept going off with alarms day and night. I was kept in the dark about baby’s treatment, what was wrong and what I could do to help prevent it at home.
I was also not told that there are knock on effects (repeated chest infections, upper respiratory infections and the like) and additional complications to the infection.
I have had to take baby back to various doctors over the last 9 months because of the propensity to develop ear infections, throat infections, chest infections, scarlet fever, scarletina and vile stomach bugs.
It has also meant baby’s jabs were out of sync with his body and we have had to give them much later than would be typical.
This morning I’ve done some digging and found out that all of the subsequent infections my baby has had since being hospitalised, could have been caused by a lack of proper care at the hospital. I did think at the time that it was too soon to discharge us, even if it did mean we’d be in hospital over Christmas.
It seems to me like they stopped the antibiotics at least 24hrs too soon, I know they gave baby another child’s expressed breastmilk and it looks like they didn’t get a clear oxygen reading before discharging us (going by the notes I have)
They also discharged us to community care but never once was I told what that involved/how to contact someone/what to do.
I now have to take baby for his last lot of jabs on Thursday and it’s all creeping up again. These jabs have been rearranged by the surgery 7 times now. Last week I ended up breaking down and told the nurse that at this point trying to get these jabs done is messing with my mental health. I informed her that I’ve actually got a medical degree in a specialist field, all I want is my baby to have his jabs and for it to be over but there was no way on this earth I was going to trust her to do it for me. Because yet again the nhs are screwing me and my family over by wanting to give the jabs that baby’s already had. (They had the red book - it’s written in there!)
How much I hate the nhs for screwing up my mind so badly, how many times they have failed my family so far, how little faith I have. I know I just need to grow up about it, but it’s really difficult to trust an organisation like the nhs when so many many things are going so badly wrong in such a short space of time.