So im back....just so busy with other half and trying to kick the GPs into some form of activity , he now has referrals for 3 different departments , they have finally admitted he doesnt need a camera shoving any ware for a while , that he isnt an alcoholic and that being fat doesnt cause anemia . Its like wading through treacle and we have finally managed to speak to the actual doctor , the one who actually knows who he is and is able to read his notes . His iron levels are now so low that hes awaiting some sort of transfusion , so hes sleeping a lot , which isnt such a bad thing . There off to do the little procedure on his nose to stop the nosebleeds that arent helping matters . They have even said that in normal times he would have been admitted last year . They cant give a timescale on any of this . The GPs also admit we were missed from the vulnerable register , hence everybodys sudden interest now they have realised that bugger all has been done for him for over a year , best concession he can now can get his Covid tests sent out to him , we have trailed out 13 times in the last two months The same thing has happened to my mother , who if it wasnt for a neighbour adopting her would have had no help at all . Her GPs assumed she was dead !!! till she rang them and dripped them with sarcasm about her jab.
Still waiting for a bit of warm weather gardening season is tapping its foot and waiting patiently ..lol