The Broken Clavicle Part III

It’s 6.15am, I’m up getting ready to go to the hospital for my operation. I was told nil by mouth from midnight, so no pain killers for me this morning!

I arrive at my designated ward at 6.50am, 10 minutes early. Sign in and take a seat, I’m on the trauma list as an emergency patient. Less than 4 of us on that list. I noted when I took my seat that there where about 6 of us in the waiting room.

As time goes by, plenty of people arrive in the waiting room, all of them looking comfortable and showing no signs of pain, unlike my self, I’m in agony. Even with painkillers sitting down had been painful! Without them breathing is painful!

We asked the nurses several times what was going on, told them the pain I was in and thatI was having troubles breathing. NOTHING happened, they didn’t care and told us nothing. Eventually we get through to someone after 2 hours and I’m seen by myanaesthetist who quickly got me some pain killers and rushed me through the process. Before that everyone else in the waiting room had been seen some time before me, several of them a few times. That isn’t exactly what you expect when you are a ‘trauma’ patient and the only one showing any sign of pain.

4 Hours later and I’m on the operating table and I don’t even remember getting an injection. I just remember coming too in recovery and shortly later being taken to a ward to recover.

So far I’ve been let down by the health service at several points. I was told in A&E that there was no way they would operate on such a break and that it was fairly simple. Instead of having the A&E Consultant doctor give a medical opinion, I would have rather had an orthopaedic doctor come and give their opinion, then I might have saved nearly 2 weeks of pain and discomfort and I wouldn’t need so much physio.
And when I was waiting for my surgery I was told to come in for 7 without taking any painkillers despite my injury and then had to wait for several hours before I was seen. Again not impressed. If I have any kind of injury like this again then I’m not sure I can go to my local NHS hospital and it crossed my mind in the waiting room on the morning of the surgery, I was very tempted to walk away and go and get booked in at a private hospital, as I doubt I would get treated in the same way! And I know I would be seen by the same doctors.