Lockdown 2020 and on

 I think I've just about got over Mondays escapade...I have discovered that to start my complaint I need to talk to PALs so maybe Monday for that. I got round to calling my GP again on Friday; I don't think the receptionist liked me when I refused to accept being called by a nurse and I finally got a call from a Dr just after 3. Her immediate reaction was that she couldn't give me anything stronger so I referred her to a letter from my consultant last year. Thankfully she eventually agreed with me and I picked up my painkillers this morning. Driving was a little challenging for me, but I got there and back without changing the normal shape of my car!! One thing I am going to have to do over the next week is record my blood pressure and it is getting rather high right now. The Dr I spoke to is hoping it si simply due to the pain I have been in, but when I add in he stress of sorting Mikey's next school and how totally useless I feel I think there may be a little more. To

Monday is still doing it's best to make me angry and totally fed up. I got more blood results through on Patient View this morning and my Urea clearly shows I was dehydrated. As I have said, during my 6 hours in Emergency care I got no water at all - even though I kept asking for it, and the only IV I had was paracetamol and was a very small amount of fluid. This has resulted in me getting exceedingly angry again this morning and my usual paranoia is kicking in and thinking that on my notes it tells the staff not to properly look after me. In the past when Andy was allowed to stay with me he was great at making sure I kept drinking whilst I was stuck in hospital (which always feels a really dry environment to me...) One plus point is that I have got hold of a number for Dr Klebe. I hope this will mean I can avoid the Canterbury Hospital switchboard which appears to be free of humans and I hate talking to machines! I am trying to keep my stress levels under control and automated swi

 Yesterday did not go to plan at all... I called my GP just after 8, sat in a queue which NEVER helps my state of mind and finally spoke to a receptionist to request a call from a Dr... I then got a call from a Nurse Practitioner. Most of them are lovely, but I am simply too complicated for them to deal with so she arranged for a Dr to call me and also for admin to note on my records that all my triages should be sent directly to a GP, NOT a nurse! At least I can now avoid the male Nurse Practitioner who seems determined to stop me taking paracetamol - even though I am not allowed anything else!! The Dr called quite soon after, it was yet another Dr I've never actually seen (which seeing as I haven't seen a Dr there since October 2019 isn't that surprising I guess!) At least she had actually red through most of my notes - and she was getting worried about Sepsis seeing as I had that back in 2008...she had also seen the letter from Urology saying I could go back to Canterbur

 Still totally exhausted...I am sleeping for short periods but then wake up and that is it. Especially if Andy has taken his machine off and is snoring! Mikey has thankfully gone back to school - and has even come home with an Achievement award this week for his positivity!! I am impressed, even though he really isn't sure what he got it for! We also got his pack from the North School. Thankfully I don't have to send his yellow form back until May, hopefully his final destination will have been settled by then as I don't want to send his birth certificate and then get it back again if I turn the place down... I have tried to contact Dr Klebe as I am really feeling rough at the moment and my GP appears to be totally absorbed by me anaemia. I don't really want then messing around as I doubt they have been in touch with the anaemia team in Canterbury. My fear is they mess around in the way they did with my allopurinol and actually make me worse rather than any better. I am