Wednesday, 22 November 2017

The Fractured Wrist and Parent Guilt

Last Thursday we had a call to pick up Star from school as she'd fallen up the stairs and hurt her wrist. She came home with an ice pack and a sling but the school medic had said it was just a precaution as he didn't think she'd done much damage. The next day she seemed okay, it hurt a little bit but there was no bruising her swelling. I put on a bandage and sent her off to school.

 At lunch time the school called and asked us again to pick her up. Hubby took her to the walk-in centre but it was packed and they were there for hours, he had to leave without seeing anyone as he had to pick up the other two from school.

Enter the Mum guilt. If only I could have picked the other kids up, he could have stayed all day waiting with her....only hubby isn't very good at waiting and neither is Star. The whole experience was way to stressful for them. It was a real dilemma.

The weekend passed and Star seemed to be improving, but then we didn't go anywhere and she didn't really do anything strenuous. She didn't complain much either so we just put it down to a sprain and believed she would get better.

Monday morning she was happy to go to school. Monday lunchtime the school called and said she was still in pain and was it okay to give her painkillers. Then after school they told us she'd been unable to do anything all day as the pain was considerable. Hubby took her to A&E while I stayed home with the younger two. After a couple of hours he called to say that it was packed in there and the waiting time was four hours, so he took her out and went to the walk-in centre again. Once again the walk -in Centre was packed and she was hungry and upset, so they came home, untreated again.

After dinner they went back to the walk in centre and were finally seen, only to be told she needed to go to A&E.

We both felt so guilty, hubby because he'd had all these opportunities to have her treated but not waited long enough, and me because I'm so useless by myself, I can't walk, can't drive and can't go out without help. The perfect solution would have been me taking her to the A&E last Friday and hubby being able to pick up the kids. 

Then Tuesday we had something else to do which involved a long drive but had to get Star to A&E, yet another dilemma. So I got hubby to drop me and Star off at the hospital straight after taking the other two to school. Then I could wait there all day if need be and he was free to do the other thing. I took everything we needed. There is a personal reason why hubby can't spend all day with Star without me, she needs my help with certain things that daddy just can't do for her. 

So we arrived first thing and were told it was two hours waiting. Within ten minutes the waiting room was packed and new comers were being told it was four hours waiting! I think our NHS is brilliant but it's so sad to see it under so much strain. We have been to A&E so many times in the past years but I've never seen it so bad. Some of the children looked so, so poorly, yet still had to wait so long to see a Dr. The nurses were doing their best at assessing the children and putting them in order of being seen, but it was still taking forever. I did notice a lot of sick babies being pushed through quicker, but then on the news when I got home I heard that a young child had died only last week at the same hospital because he'd been left so long in the waiting room. 

Star was pretty good, we had lots of things for distraction and I'd bought along drinks and snacks. We still had to put all mum's money into the vending machines though. Then when the tears arrived and the gentle massage wasn't easing the pain, I may just have bought some Pokemon figures on Amazon. Then we saw a Dr and she was sent for an x-ray. Then we were told that her wrist had a fracture and she was fitted with a splint. Once seen, the time went really fast. I worked out that we had been seen within an hour and a half and treated within half an hour. I think even hubby would have managed that.

I think we are still feeling so guilty that she has had a fractured wrist since last Thursday and it took us nearly five days to get her sorted. Things would be a lot easier if I could do more, we never used to have this problem. When I think back to all the times we have spent in hospitals with her, and the back and forth and coping with everything else in life, we worked as a team and got it done. Now, it feels like we are no longer a team, although I did come through in the end. Now, if only I'd taken her to hospital last Friday and waited with her while hubby got on with everything else. Unfortunately, last Friday I was not well and just couldn't manage it.

A little Note About Positive Reviews on Raisie Bay

Some people only write reviews when things go wrong with products, which is good because it lets people know that there could be potential problems. I've also seen negative feedback with say things like, I had to return this item because the colour did not suit this useful?

I write reviews on most items I buy because I like to give genuine feedback. If I have a genuine problem with a product I will write my review in the appropriate place.

I write reviews on my blog too, but they are mostly positive. Why? Because I only write reviews for the things I've loved. If I don't love them I let the person who sent me them know with details why and then let them decided if they would rather me write a negative review or not write one at all. It's always the latter.

This is my blog, my place and I'll let you know about the things I love. If you want to find out what other people have hated about the product then you will need to look elsewhere.

My reviews may all be positive, but they are still genuine.
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