Just over a week ago, Saturday 20th September 2008 I started to get a sore throat and then Sunday I felt real bad but I just put it down to the ‘Man Flu’. Monday I was struggling to breath so the wife called our doctors for an appointment to which they advised the earliest would be Tuesday (next day). I was getting worse so later she called the the NHS Direct Link - http://www.nhsdirect.nhs.uk they advised her to try and speak with our doctor first and so she did, they then bumped the appointment to 5pm that day.
We go down and see the doctor, he sees I’m struggling to breath, diagnoses me with tonsillitis and gives me a prescription for mouth wash and pain killers. He saw my throat closing over and said come back in a week if it’s no better.
It gets to Wednesday and I can hardly move or breath, I’d not eaten since Saturday and drank very little. I’d had plenty of sleep on and off up to that point but couldn’t sleep no more. The wife returned home from work and called NHS Direct, they then sent out an ambulance.
On the way to the hospital the paramedic was saying they would most likely not do anything for my tonsillitis and that he gets it every 6 months and can’t have them surgically removed, the NHS doesn’t like doing it any more.
We get to Doncaster Royal Infirmary and I’m now being assessed by the doctor he informs me it’s Quinsy and the side show starts with doctors coming for a quick peak in my mouth, apparently Quinsy isn’t all that common and my case was real bad. The doctor informs me I’m in for the night.
So we get to the ward and the next doctor is ready to see me, we get into a private room and he sprays some stuff in my mouth, gives me a local and then pops another needle in my mouth to take some of the puss out of one of the abscesses………………………………. Relief, I can breath again.
They then pop me on a series Intravenous Drip’s and other drugs, the next morning I’m feeling well but by the afternoon my throat is closing over again so they decide to keep me in another night.
Friday I feel good again and they decide to release me with a bag of medication. It’s now Tuesday, just over a week from when I saw my GP and I’m just about feeling on top of things again, but what If I’d of waited a week like my GP wanted to, well apparently if not treated quick enough Quinsy can be fatal.
So if I hadn’t gone to hospital would our GP have killed me, he knew I was struggling to breath, he could see my throat was closing and he knew I hadn’t eaten or drunk that much since the previous Saturday And yes Quinsy can be fatal, the infection is much worse than that of tonsillitis.
It’s not very often I say this but Doncaster Royal Infirmary were amazing, they looked after me and did a real good job but the other face of the NHS, our GP, our Surgery failed our family again.
Without drawing this blog out to much the last two times our GP’s messed up (if you ain’t already read this before)My father had a recurring chest infection for 3 years and the doctor just kept giving him antibiotics rather than a chest scan. They diagnosed my father with Asthma but Doncaster Royal Infirmary corrected that because it was severe Pneumonia, they then found Cancer. Later they gave him some medication, the pharmacist wouldn’t give it him because he realised that the new medication mixed with his other medication would of killed him on the spot, it’s a shame the GP didn’t realise this first.
I’ll most likely submit a complaint about our local surgery and the GP in question
0845 4647 - NHS Direct (Yes the number is that short)
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