I was advised to phone our NHS 111 ( Sunday am - mid day,) told Doctor would phone me any time up to 8.pm that day..Come 8.30 pm i got a call back from 111 apologising that Doctor was running late ( baring in mind this was just for a phone call ) i mentioned i usually go to bed around 10.30 pm...I went to bed and had not long dropped off when my bedroom landline phone rang at 11.30pm...i answered it and was told by a doctor that a doctor would be with me within the next two hours...They wasn't, i waited an hour or so 2-3 pm'ish. then dropped off, then was woken by my phone at 4.45 am by the doctor coming to me telling me she will be with me in about 20 minutes, she was...
Well a few minutes with me ( took my blood pressure and temperature, via my ear, prodded my lower legs, ) and written a prescription of three items to collect from the chemist she was gone...Oh and she prescribed a cream to insert into my troubled eye without even looking at my eye...the other was a laxative, and the other was an antibiotic - penicillin tablets for my foot Oedema and leg Cellulitis..
Oh the joys of this aging, the joys of ill health, my MS, the joys of the long waits with our UK National Health Service, and the joys of the 5- 10 minutes you get with them, where has the smiles, the warmth, and the friendliness gone...I feel it is lets just get this over with and onto the next job done...And of course trying to get an English Doctor, one who you can actually understand, is impossible nowadays...What has happened to the family type doctors we once used to have...of course we ourselves were younger back then...Now we just get to see who is available or a lengthy appointment wait to get to see your allocated surgery GP...And dont even mention the long menu, the recorded messages, the " you are number 7, 10, or 14, " on the waiting line, all this before you get a live voice..no wonder our blood pressure goes up..