I received a phone call from the admissions people at the local
hospital to notify me that Dr M has requested to do my surgery at a
posh private hospital over an hour away from my home. I wasnt too keen
at first, I worried about getting there and staying overnight so far
away from my family. But eventually I agreed and after many a missed
phonecall (I never check my voicemail lol) I agreed a date for the
surgery and was sent a letter asking me to go for my pre-operative
assessment. Unfortunatlely the assessment was to also be done at the
posh hospital some distance away! Off we went. Pre-Op assessments now
involve checks for mrsa and most of the time a blood test, mrsa tests
involves swabs of your groin and nose, so I made sure I had nice pants
on :) LOL
We got to the hospital which was small and had free parking! The
assessment went well, little man came with us and was incredibly
tempted to press all the red buttons! The lady swabbed my nose, and
refused to allow me to swab my own groin - boooo. I verified the times
and dates of the operation and check about recovery times etc. I was
told to expect 2 weeks recovery and was assured that Dr M was an
excellent surgeon and that I would be in good hands.
The day of the surgery arrived, I was to have a Partial Thyroidectomy -
to remove the lump. I was expected to be at the hospital at 1pm.
Childcare was arranged and my other half was to drop me off at the
hospital after a half day at work. I got up on the day of surgery glad
that I could have breakfast and some coffee hours bfor I went in for
surgery, fasting is not something I am good at I NEED coffee in the
morning or im no use to anyone!
At 7.45 am the phone rang.... it was the posh hospital. 'We are just
wondering where you are?'.... 'Im not supposed to be there til 1pm so
im still at home???'... 'Oh we were expecting you at 7am, how quickly
can you get here?'.... 'Well I guess by ten? But I have just eaten.'
It turned out that there had been an admin problem and my time of
surgery had been sent incorrectly, Dr M wasnt even going to be at the
hospital at 1pm, he left by 11.30am. So my surgery was cancelled, turns
out even posh private hospitals arent perfect LOL. I was apologised to
profusely.... It was annoying, but as my surgery was cancelled I got to
eat all I wanted too that day so it wasnt all bad!
