25/06/2005
Thankful...
Happy to report that, after a day in hospital we're back home, and Dh is still very sore, but doing well.
Every test under the sun was run to determine the cause of his acute chest pain, and we were overjoyed to discover that inflammation of the cartilage around the sternum was to blame rather than a life-threatening condition.
In praise of the National Health Service, I can only say that we were treated with the utmost respect and speedy efficiency from the moment I approached the reception desk inside the Emergency department.
Steve managed to walk in before he collapsed, but an alert nurse was ready with a wheelchair, and caught him before he hit the floor.
From the youngest doctor to the consultant, and most senior nurse to the lady who ensured we both had that most British of palliatives, 'a cup of tea', we couldn't have been better cared for... and yes, every ward and treatment bay we visited was spotlessly clean.
So, thank you to all our hard-working health professionals, many of whom I know read this blog... (and are going to have to cut some slack for the heroine I'm working on at the moment, who had one bad experience inside a hospital, which has tainted her opinion of medical professionals- rather unfortunate when her path crosses that of a hunky Italian doctor...)
Will our gorgeous doctor, Luca, stand up for his colleagues, or agree with the feisty Nell? What do you think, girls??
Thank you all for your messages of support... they mean so much to me... and to Tess in Singapore- thrilled to know this blog is on your daily list of favourites!!!
Love to all, and happy reading everyone!
Susan
Every test under the sun was run to determine the cause of his acute chest pain, and we were overjoyed to discover that inflammation of the cartilage around the sternum was to blame rather than a life-threatening condition.
In praise of the National Health Service, I can only say that we were treated with the utmost respect and speedy efficiency from the moment I approached the reception desk inside the Emergency department.
Steve managed to walk in before he collapsed, but an alert nurse was ready with a wheelchair, and caught him before he hit the floor.
From the youngest doctor to the consultant, and most senior nurse to the lady who ensured we both had that most British of palliatives, 'a cup of tea', we couldn't have been better cared for... and yes, every ward and treatment bay we visited was spotlessly clean.
So, thank you to all our hard-working health professionals, many of whom I know read this blog... (and are going to have to cut some slack for the heroine I'm working on at the moment, who had one bad experience inside a hospital, which has tainted her opinion of medical professionals- rather unfortunate when her path crosses that of a hunky Italian doctor...)
Will our gorgeous doctor, Luca, stand up for his colleagues, or agree with the feisty Nell? What do you think, girls??
Thank you all for your messages of support... they mean so much to me... and to Tess in Singapore- thrilled to know this blog is on your daily list of favourites!!!
Love to all, and happy reading everyone!
Susan
