Partly due to a blog discussion with my fellow strap-support wearer Osyth, who confirms my belief that a second opinion is advisable, I have braved the Accident and Emergency Department of a well known West Midlands UK hospital.
OK. This is a contentious current news item. Why am I here when I could go see my GP? Because I can’t get an appointment for five weeks, and he would refer me to Xray department here anyway.
No, we don’t have private insurance.
I thought it was just a sprain, but the melon shaped swelling is not reducing after weeks and weeks of just putting up with it. OK, today it’s a small cantaloupe rather than the giant water melon it is on some evenings.
I have just been advised that “non-urgent” cases, and I fully accept that I fall into that category, will have an eight hour wait. In a few hours I will no doubt be joined by accident prone drunks and more sad souls from local nursing homes ( those stats always go up on Friday night)
I’m not normally given to social commentary but as I’m stuck here…
The NHS is indeed on it’s knees. Wish me and my cankle luck.