Doctors and Nurses

That got your attention!

I was looking at myself this morning feeling a bit down as I never seem to be well these days or have that "Wow it's great to be alive" feeling.  Been a long time since I had that.
These days I wake up thinking - I've got another day - wonderful!

A lot of how I am today is down to Doctor's finances.
When I was younger and before I moved to Cornwall, I was working hard, eating nothing, constantly tired, and putting on weight.  All signs of thyroid deficiency. I went to the Doctor and told them that my sister had the same and could I have my thyroid blood test.
They did that and said it was borderline - I was fine.  I didn't feel fine at nearly 20 stone and asleep all the time.

When I registered with the Doctors in Cornwall, they were shocked. "Why on earth are you not having your thyroid treated?  We'll start you right away!"  Thank you!  Basically it was because the Doctors in Buckinghamshire couldn't afford to put me on Thyroxin so they didn't.

When we moved to Oxfordshire I registered with the doctor and told her my allergies were getting worse, could I see a specialist please?  No need for that, I was told, just avoid the foods you are allergic to. I would like a patch test as I don't know what I'm allergic to at the moment. Small laugh, no you'll be all right.  Again down to cost.
5 anaphalaxsis later and nearly losing my life I went private, and re-registered with my current doctors surgery, who sent me to the John Radcliffe for treatment.

Over yet?  No. Not really in the past six months I have been told by a Doctor who has now left the surgery, that it was highly unusual for anyone to have two burst ear drums and refused to give me antiseptic drops for the blisters on my eardrums or antibiotics to clear up the infection.

In the A&E on a Sunday night I was sitting with my husband, when he heard my eardrums burst - yes it was that loud - and blood and pus seeped down my cheeks.  Again down to cost. The lovely doctor in A&E took a swab and told me this could have been easily cleared up by antibiotics.

So today I look at the baggy skin and cellulite as I have lost a lot of weight, feeling that I wish I could be back to normal.  I was completely deaf and now I am partially deaf - thanks to that Doctor.  I lived on porridge and mashed potatoes for a year while my allergies were finally sorted out due to Doctor number 2.

My life has not been fun over the past five years and it's all been down to Doctors finances.
Children get the best treatment, then teens to thirties, forties and over - it seems- who cares?

I have worked hard all my life, still do, demonstrate History to visitors in historic houses to entertain them. I have written over ten Murder Mystery novellas, one serious history book,
The Women of the English Civil War, one of the comments on it's reviews was that the book was too short.
Well, I'm sorry, I was so ill when I wrote that I thought I was dying so I did as much as I could to get it finished.
I have finished The Heart of Overdown a supernatural thriller this week and it's just been proof read, and A Farthing for Oxford, a faction book based on one of my Civil War women
is nearly finished.

I hope I'm not nearly finished.  I don't feel too good today.