Wed 8/6.
I arrived this morning in a more upbeat mood.....god knows why . ..........for S to tell me that she had not being given her meds the night before . My good mood disappeared . But the missing meds was only half the story , as I was to find out later that day .
I had told S of the public / staff restaurant and she wanted some different surrondings and some exercise . So we walked to the restaurant , had a bite to eat , and walked back ...........which knocked out S. Next time it would be a wheelchair job. S settled back into bed and a while later the hospital chaplain arrived to chat .......a week after he was REALLY needed . He stated tha I looked angry . I said that I wasn't angry about the cancer because I had no control over that ..........but I was angry over the way that S was being treated . He asked me to sum up the situation . I said that I was hoping for the best , but preparing for the worse . And then S talked............and the second half of the meds farce came out ...something she was keeping from me earlier that day . It happens that the meds nurse forgot the meds but wrote on the chat hat the meds WERE issued.
WHAT THE F*** , !!!!!!!!
I left her bedside and found the second Onc nurse and told her that I was really fucked off with the care that S was getting on this ward . It later transpired that S had told the ward sister about the missed meds and drugs chart . The ward sister said " I'll have a word . " REALLY ? FOR F***'s SAKE !!
S told e that she was going to do things her way and not to get involved or interfere. So .........from that moment I told people that i was only there to fetch , carry , entertain ..............and later cut her toenails , wash her feet and shave her legs .
When I left S that evening , and because of where I work , two names came to mind re. the drugs fiasco ............Harold Shipman and Beverley Allitt.
But I'm not allowed to fuss ...........I'm like Manuel and like a mushroom.
More rubbish sleep . More arguing wth a friend .
