My DH called an ambulance for me when I had mastitis which was starting to turn septic. I was delirious, confused, sweating, shivering and vomiting. He waited half an hour on hold without being able to speak to a dispatcher at all, by which time his mum had arrived to look after the baby and he got me into the car and drove me to A&E himself. An operator called him back as we arrived at A&E to ask if we still wanted an ambulance. This was almost an hour and a half since he’d phoned 999 and at this point I was hallucinating and everything kept turning black.
Thank goodness he was able to drive me that time, but I’m terrified that one day there might be an emergency with my daughter and we won’t be able to get through on 999 again.