Hello, back again.
Reading some of the comments here was obviously quite challenging, but TBH I don't blame those who are sceptical, I can hardly believe it happened myself.
But it did and it isn't by any means the first time.
I've been an in-patient for 5 weeks now and I've certainly seen examples of cuts affecting patient care, but CogitoErgoSometimes and others are right to say that my experiences post op were nothing to do with cuts, they were all about personalities. The NHS is a vast institution, crammed with the most vulnerable people, it's naive - absurd even - to think there won't be some - of COURSE far from all - staff that abuse their positions of power. Traditionally too, bad practice has always been hushed up, with staff simply moved to somewhere else. We see report after report warning of failures in patient or elderly care, but we just don't want to believe them. Our NHS is just too precious to us and any criticism at all is Not Allowed. This of course leads to dangerous practices becoming even more entrenched.
I can't say too much about the incident itself, as I am making a formal complaint ad I've also taken legal advice, but anyone who's come up against an NHS brick wall, with everyone closing ranks, will know that it is insurmountable. You can complain, plead, scream and shout - even beg, but you will not get past that wall. We had tried everything possible to get the ppl responsible for the mistakes to come and see me, to get managers or advocates or anyone with authority to come, but they refused. Can you begin to imagine being alone, just moments out of a general anaesthetic, surrounded by people who are pressurising you and giving a different version of events to reality, in the worst pain a human can possibly experience?
Anyone who's had their abdomen sliced open from top to bottom, cutting through every stomach muscle that you use for every movement, severing nerves, removing the entire bowel to measure it, then slicing it in three places and stitching it back up will understand that pain relief is NOT a luxury, that kind of pain and trauma will kill you if you leave it long enough. My life was at risk, I was in unspeakable agony and no-one would act. I don't think, in that instance it was at all melodramatic to ask my friends for help. In fact, I believe they saved my life.