Sorry, bit of a rant.
Working on the gynaecology wards. We have such a major bed crisis that operations have actually had to be cancelled. This is because the hospital cannot get its head around the fact that if it doesn't have as many beds as patients, there will be problems.
Working on the gynaecology wards. We have such a major bed crisis that operations have actually had to be cancelled. This is because the hospital cannot get its head around the fact that if it doesn't have as many beds as patients, there will be problems.
Very expensive suit comes striding up to me brandishing some notes.
Her: "XXXX, directorate managar. Why hasn't this patient gone home?"
Me: (thinking she had the wrong patient or something) "Becuase she had a hysterectomy yesterday afternoon."
Her: "So she can go home."
Me: "No. She can't. She had a hysterectomy yesterday afternoon."
Her: "FINE - can she go tomorrow?"
Me: "I really don't think she'll be ready tomorrow, patients usually stay for at least two full days after an abdominal hysterectomy, usually more."
Her: "Well nothing's going to delay her discharge. Don't you know the hospital's in a bed crisis?"
Me: Smiling politely but wondering what she is going to acheive with the note waving.
Her: "XXXX, directorate managar. Why hasn't this patient gone home?"
Me: (thinking she had the wrong patient or something) "Becuase she had a hysterectomy yesterday afternoon."
Her: "So she can go home."
Me: "No. She can't. She had a hysterectomy yesterday afternoon."
Her: "FINE - can she go tomorrow?"
Me: "I really don't think she'll be ready tomorrow, patients usually stay for at least two full days after an abdominal hysterectomy, usually more."
Her: "Well nothing's going to delay her discharge. Don't you know the hospital's in a bed crisis?"
Me: Smiling politely but wondering what she is going to acheive with the note waving.
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