I know that A & E is busy, and the NHS is struggling right now, but my friend was in hospital in May, with a severe tummy bug that had lasted 5 days and left her badly dehydrated. (Norovirus.) She went to hospital at 4pm on the Monday, after vomiting and pooping since Thursday, (she had been to the GP and he rang the hospital to get her admitted.)
She and her DH waited outside the 'acute medicine unit' for 5 hours, until she was given a bed. She was dying on her arse, and ended up lying on the floor because she couldn't sit up. They eventually brought her a trolley-bed to lie on - after 2 hours, but then it was another 3 hours before she was taken into the ward.
So it was now 9pm. She was then left in the room they took her in for 2 hours before anyone came to her. (11pm by now.) They did her obs (blood pressure/temperature etc,) and then left her alone AGAIN til 1am! (Another 2 hours.)
They came in then to do her obs again, give her a commode to poop into - that she had to ask for as she was struggling to make it to the toilet in time - and to wire her up with a drip to rehydrate her. (She had to ASK for the rehydration drip, even though that was one of the main reasons the GP had admitted her! So she could be rehydrated.)
The drip kept malfunctioning. Every time she moved a millimetre it started howling. She kept pressing her buzzer for help and no-one came for 15-20 minutes the first 3 or 4 times ... After that they didn't come at all.
Long story short, she was royally ignored 95% of the night, not offered water, not offered food, not quizzed much about what was wrong, had to request the rehydrating drip herself, and had to try and sleep with a howling drip next to her whee-ing and screeching away, and wondering if the malfunction was going to put an air bubble into her blood stream.
The nurses were curt and rude and treated her like she was a nuisance. (Not nurse-bashing btw, but these ones were rude. And they weren't overly stressed or super busy, because my friend could hear them laughing and joking and singing outside her little room half the time she was there.)
She got a trainee nurse to remove the canula from her hand, (at 7am) and she just walked out and got her DH to pick her up. She was still vomiting a bit and pooping (when she got home,) but had been rehydrated so felt a bit better.
She said her treatment was so lame and poor that she will have to be in a coma to ever go into hospital again. She also said, she has never wished so much EVER in her 52 years, that she had private medical care, as (in her words) the NHS treatment is piss poor.
Like most people, she cannot afford private health care, so she has to take the poor service dealt out by the NHS these days ... (like most people do...)
As she said though, hell will freeze over before she goes into hospital again. She said she would much rather be ill in the comfort of her own home, with her family around her. Much better to be in a familiar place, surrounded by people who care, rather than be made to feel like you are a nuisance, and be ignored 95% of the time.
@changeitatanytime YANBU at ALL!