Monday, 5 July 2021

Blood test

 Steve went for a blood test this morning. Because my car hasn't been repaired yet it meant he had to catch a train to Theale where DD2 picked him up and drove him to the Drs surgery. Once he'd had the test DD2 drove him in to Reading so he could go shopping and have breakfast.

He left here just before 9 and returned at 2:30, he was absolutely knackered and went to bed for a hour. He has managed to buy new trousers, tee shirts and underkecks so it was a successful day for him.

He asked at reception if he could make a Drs appointment but no, just carry on and make the best of things.

4 comments:

Sansthing said...

I worked as a doctor´s receptionist in the ´80s in Manchester, anyone who asked to see the doctor was given an appointment. What is the world coming to!

Pam Monks said...

Surely the receptionist should not be making decisions about who sees the doctor. At the very least he should be offered a telephone consultation.

Diary of a Nobody said...

I am not sure what you have to do in the UK to get a doctor's appointment , my daughter suffers from various medical conditions and is currently pregnant can't get to see a real doctor for love nor money .
I on the other hand live in France I am going to the doctor's this afternoon I don't have an appointment I will just wait my turn , at no time did my doctor's stop seeing patients , there are extra precautions but everyone is seen .

Anonymous said...

My Mum has been trying to book an appointment with her Dr at a surgery in Swindon for an "annual review" since 2019, she either can't get through or on the odd occasion that she has she's told there is nothing available...it is absolutely bl**dy disgusting!

Pre-pandemic when she went in to try and book one in person she was told that she could only book an appointment over the phone or online.

She's tried registering online to be able to book appointments and the system either tells her she doesn't exist or her postcode is invalid...absolute shambles.

Don't get me wrong I think the NHS is an AMAZING thing (it's fixed me more times than I care to remember and my sister is an NHS hero who has put herself at risk going to work every day during these testing times) but the GP system in particular is imploding and no-one seems to care or be bothered to try to address the slide.

It's not a secret.

Y'day while Steve was out with his friend Bob, Betty phoned and asked if I'd like to go and get the cheap vegetables from the nearby...