Heal my body, feed my soul.

No.... Feed my body, heal my soul. Yes, that's more like it, because the sausage sandwich was great.

But hang on...there's no real sign of feeding my soul. I guess I should figure it out again.

Pain Relief Update

My pain relief has now been reduced to Paracetamol only and I am in agony as a result. Again, no consultation with me, no contact with a doctor at all.

I am hopeful that a doctor will arrive later today so that I can talk to them about this crazy situaton. I am, frankly, shocked that this could happen. Until I went into hosptial, I believed that everything just
happened as it was supposed to. I still prefer to believe that I have been stunningly unlucky.

I do see parts of the hospital where everything seems to happen as it should. The CDU that I was initially admitted into had a buzz of efficiency about it. The staff seemed motivated and interested in the patients. That gave me hope.

Now I am on the wrong ward, under a doctor and consultant who never visit here, and the gap back to the last time I saw a doctor is growing rather large. I have not seen a doctor since 11.45am on Saturday. That's 48 hours now. Should that grow to 72 hours, I think that starts to become a pretty
serious failure of care.

Please bear in mind that a doctor, somewhere, has still seen fit to make decisions regarding my pain relief.

Once more, I am left shaking my head, and continually rocking back and forth as I try to cope with the pain.

The staff are all very pleasant, and have often promised me that a doctor will arrive, but none has.

I'm conscious that I'm going on about this rather too much, but it is important to me, and so I have to express what is burning through my mind.

I should also say thanks to all who read this blog and who have emailed. It is much appreciated. Thanks to you all for your support and offers of prayer. This goes a log way to making this experience less lonely.

I have a great little pic to post, so I will make another entry later.

Maybe with some cheering news. I hope so.

Comments

[Aaron Vocals]

Hi Andy, this is Aaron, Tim (the enchanter, I believe?) Sokell's son. Sorry to hear that you're in pain (that's if you still are) even though I don't think I know you (at least I hope I don't because if I do I find that highly embarrassing and I will probably be subject to wise-cracks from my dad). Sorry to hear that the care in hospital has been nothing short of "laissez-faire" (another word for lackadaisical - don't worry, i'm not intelligent i just spent a couple of hours with Microsoft Thesaurus. hmmm i like bracketing things don't I), prayers-a-kimbo mate.