Triage: 2 paracetamol and one ibuprofen orally
4.30pm 13th August
After two and a half hours waiting – Triage was disappointingly short. The nurse asked exactly the same questions as the paramedic. Both people wrote copious notes on everything I said. This felt reassuring, more scribblers!
2 hours after triage a young female in one of the many hospital uniforms asked me to tell her what had happened. She also took notes and aked familiar questions.
I started crying.
Are you in pain?
Just normal broken arm pain, I’m crying because I’m upset and don’t know what’s happening.
Do you want some pain killers?
No, I just had some at 4.30pm, thanks, I’d like to know what’s happening (blub)
Everyones’ notes were on paper, on different clip boards. The notes never seemed to get collated, read, or used. I was beginning to get the impression that different specialists weren’t sharing inormation terribly well.
August 27th, 2012
Hey Wendy, this is a nice piece, honest and vulnerable. Great writing. I thought the same last time I had a problem. Everyone could help me, but nobody was coordinating. Not encouraging. Indigo x
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August 27th, 2012
Co-ordination should be taught in schools – can’t say I seen much evidence of it in any organisation of late.
Sx
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August 27th, 2012
‘You are in a maze of twisted forms, all alike. You are likely to be treated like a grue.’
I wonder if it ever occurred to either of the earlier stages to get you to hold one of the pieces of paper, so the next in line could just read it and know what the situation was?
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August 27th, 2012
How do you think things will go forward from here? What next? So far I’ve got scribbles scheduled to post all through September…It certainly feels like this has been going for months rather than weeks! w x
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August 28th, 2012
Try to get as much rest as you can so your body will heal. Hope you are better soon.
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