1) What are you going to do after Uni?
2) Have you got a job lined up?
3) Are you going to move back home?
4) Where are you and Dicky going to live?
5) When are you going to move out?
If these questions aren’t asked it means I don’t have to hurt anyone. OKAY?
Okay so I’ve decided that I will start the bloody thing tomorrow…. or at least I will try to read the books….. or at least I will try to start reading the books….
I am lying in my bed in a lot of pain and I need more pain relief. I press the button specifically used for getting the nurse’s attention. I sit and wait. Nothing. After a few minutes I try again. This goes on until I press the button nine times. After this I become pretty annoyed at the fact that I’m being ignored, especially as the staff are all sat ten feet away. I can’t call for them because the foreign woman in the corner just had a go and a nurse and patient for talking. So I wait some more. The only thing I can do is now get up. So I have to stagger along with my drip to get their attention and ask for some drugs. I just waited for fifteen minutes for someone to come over to me.
This is my opinion, perhaps instead of this situation happening again, every member of staff are too concerned with the lady with learning disabilities (not making her go to bed, but rather giving her all the cups of tea she’s asking for. And when I mean asking, I mean shouting in the ward….at 1am). Maybe instead of failing miserably, they should send her to people who know what they’re doing and should perhaps look after all of the other patients who are actually in physical pain.
On the plus side they just gave me morphine. Hopefully I’ll sleep well tonight.
Moving out in July!!!!! Happy happy happy.
Just got to get through the last push of……everything and then I’m outttttta here!!
I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK TO UNI TOMORROW!