I drove today for the first time in about 2 months since a broke my hand. My hand is not fully healed by far, but healed enough to be able to drive safely enough.
I forced myself to go out and indulged in some retail therapy, including a gorgeous ballet unicorn plush toy. This was for my inner child, who is grieving deeply.
I bought some little treats like a face mask and a cute watch. All cheap stuff, but enough to make me feel like I was treating myself. Because I matter. I have to matter. I have children who need me. Children I cannot let down.
So this along with some great and much appreciated support I have been receiving online, has been enough for me to have a spark of hope & strength. Continue reading
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Here I sit with a broken hand, that should never have happened. And wouldn’t have, had my former doctor/counsellor taken my low blood pressure issues seriously – months ago.
But, she refuses to take responsibility for that. And shame on her.
Today, I had to go back to the hospital, to see if I need an operation. The very young, not fully qualified doctor, cut off the plaster, claiming I needed a new one.
To cut a very long story short, this was the wrong decision, led to more pain and the orthopaedic plaster technician, who put the plaster on a week ago, making a complaint about the doctor.
The orthopaedic plaster technician was furious and the conversations happening between them all made it very clear there were repeated mistakes being made by under-trained doctors.
Putting on the new plaster cast really hurt. And that was avoidable, because it should have stayed on.
Did that doctor apologise…….. nope. He was annoyed, but I had no apology. Arsehole.
Thank goodness for the technician, who remembered me being kept waiting for 9 hours in the ER last week. And instead of ignoring the doctors mistake, he spoke up. Which I am really grateful for.
As for the doctor……. what a coward.
It’s certainly not my week for doctors doing the right thing……. or for apologising when they fuck up.
Oh and my one finger will never have the same movement as before.
And this was avoidable, had another doctor not fucked up, by failing in their duty of care for what are very obviously concerning health issues = low blood pressure with ongoing dizziness, blacking out and arm seizures.
I only want real, genuine, honest, kind, unselfish.
Nothing else, will be tolerated.
~ Lilly Hope Lucario