I count myself lucky that I am not well. Last two years, Heart failure, heart valve regurgitation, heart attack, atrial fibrillation, uncontrollable high blood pressure, acid reflux, stage 3 kidney failure, "some" fatty liver, acute medication induced liver failure, diabetes, constant constipation, numb but excruciatingly painful legs/feet, persistent toe infections, frequent UTIs, can't hardly walk, struggle to breathe, blurred vision, insomnia, depression, haemorrhoids, rashes, itching, chest pains, nausea, back pain. Oh, and all my teeth crumbled and fell out so I have stumps I can't get treated because I am totally housebound with no transport as I don't have the strength to lift my legs, nor can I lift myself out of a taxi. I have a transport wheelchair but my husband has a bad hernia so can't push me with the added water retention weight on me. I am lucky though because all that means I don't want to eat...ever, so I am cheap to feed. Most days I have a yogurt, a blueberry muffin, a small ham sandwich, 3 cups of tea and a can of aldi cola. Doesn't cost much fortunately.
To list all this is not outing. I can't get near a doctor outside of emergency hospital admissions so my medical record contains very little of this information. Despite all of it being officially diagnosed, not much has been entered into my records and what has been is never read. My GP asked me last week, "why are you on all these heart medications". The duty consultant prescribed them all when I had a heart attack and nobody has bothered following up on me since, despite multiple phone calls.
The one time I managed to get a consultant appointment and patient transport lined up, patient transport showed up 9 minutes before my appointment at the hospital 40 minutes journey away, at which point we all got stuck in the lift. No appointment. Classed as a no show. Patient transport was supposed to sort it out but didn't bother.