What's Boiling Your Pi$$ Today?

MartytheMartian

MartytheMartian

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Today my piss is coming to a nice boil thanks to the useless NHS! Took the wife in to the Queen Elizabeth II hospital in Glasgow this morning for an operation that has been previously cancelled twice due to lack of places in the hospital. It's a fairly major gynaecological operation she is in for. Well, when we arrive there was not a single parking space on the ground floor of the multi-storey car park that is solely 'Disabled' spaces (about a hundred or so) wound up on the fourth floor and she had to stagger right across the car park level to reach the lift. Got into the hospital and were told to take a particular lift up to the second floor. Got to the lifts and it was cordoned off and inoperative. Unaware there was any alternative lifts she had to stagger up four flights of stairs. Got to the reception for the surgical department and the fuckin' fire alarm went off! The waiting patients were all ushered into the 'recovery' area separated by a door from the reception area where the fire alarms were blaring away. Half an hour of sitting around having been told nothing while the NHS staff all stand on the other side of the room chatting and laughing. Once the alarms were switched off (false alarm) they took the wife in and sent me away. Just phoned up to be told that she isn't at the recovery ward yet and, as they currently don't have any spaces on the ward all patients are being held in the Recovery rooms until they can figure out where they'll put her. This is a major operation and she was told that, after she was operated on she would go to 'high dependency' initially and it would be at least two days before she will be discharged if all goes well and now they say they don't even have a bloody bed for her. We should have painted her brown before sending her in that way they would have made damn sure they had a bed for her!
 
Don the Don

Don the Don

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MartytheMartian said:
Today my piss is coming to a nice boil thanks to the useless NHS! Took the wife in to the Queen Elizabeth II hospital in Glasgow this morning for an operation that has been previously cancelled twice due to lack of places in the hospital. It's a fairly major gynaecological operation she is in for. Well, when we arrive there was not a single parking space on the ground floor of the multi-storey car park that is solely 'Disabled' spaces (about a hundred or so) wound up on the fourth floor and she had to stagger right across the car park level to reach the lift. Got into the hospital and were told to take a particular lift up to the second floor. Got to the lifts and it was cordoned off and inoperative. Unaware there was any alternative lifts she had to stagger up four flights of stairs. Got to the reception for the surgical department and the fuckin' fire alarm went off! The waiting patients were all ushered into the 'recovery' area separated by a door from the reception area where the fire alarms were blaring away. Half an hour of sitting around having been told nothing while the NHS staff all stand on the other side of the room chatting and laughing. Once the alarms were switched off (false alarm) they took the wife in and sent me away. Just phoned up to be told that she isn't at the recovery ward yet and, as they currently don't have any spaces on the ward all patients are being held in the Recovery rooms until they can figure out where they'll put her. This is a major operation and she was told that, after she was operated on she would go to 'high dependency' initially and it would be at least two days before she will be discharged if all goes well and now they say they don't even have a bloody bed for her. We should have painted her brown before sending her in that way they would have made damn sure they had a bed for her!
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Hope it all works out for you both @MartytheMartian and she recovers without any more incovenience, it's a ruddy cattle market these days in these hospitals and no end in sight
 
Big Sandy

Big Sandy

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MartytheMartian said:
Today my piss is coming to a nice boil thanks to the useless NHS! Took the wife in to the Queen Elizabeth II hospital in Glasgow this morning for an operation that has been previously cancelled twice due to lack of places in the hospital. It's a fairly major gynaecological operation she is in for. Well, when we arrive there was not a single parking space on the ground floor of the multi-storey car park that is solely 'Disabled' spaces (about a hundred or so) wound up on the fourth floor and she had to stagger right across the car park level to reach the lift. Got into the hospital and were told to take a particular lift up to the second floor. Got to the lifts and it was cordoned off and inoperative. Unaware there was any alternative lifts she had to stagger up four flights of stairs. Got to the reception for the surgical department and the fuckin' fire alarm went off! The waiting patients were all ushered into the 'recovery' area separated by a door from the reception area where the fire alarms were blaring away. Half an hour of sitting around having been told nothing while the NHS staff all stand on the other side of the room chatting and laughing. Once the alarms were switched off (false alarm) they took the wife in and sent me away. Just phoned up to be told that she isn't at the recovery ward yet and, as they currently don't have any spaces on the ward all patients are being held in the Recovery rooms until they can figure out where they'll put her. This is a major operation and she was told that, after she was operated on she would go to 'high dependency' initially and it would be at least two days before she will be discharged if all goes well and now they say they don't even have a bloody bed for her. We should have painted her brown before sending her in that way they would have made damn sure they had a bed for her!
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That fucking stinks.

I hope she recovers well, and you look after yourself too.
 
Big Sandy

Big Sandy

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Today....Stoopid Asda delivery driver, delivered next door, then tried to turn on our front grass. Now, there's plenty turning, and gravel up to the grass edge...but no, on to the grass we go. So he sank, and then sat there spinning and spinning and sinking...

"Does that land rover work?" he says. My response, "Well, you made a FUCK of that, didn't you?"

Yeah, I pulled the fechin van out for him. He'd only bogged it about a foot deep. Left 6' long ruts on the grass. " Never realised it would be soft...." bit like his head then. Turns out he's a P38 owner. 😑

You might know the wankers next door stood behind the net curtains watching, but didn't come out to help the Asda guy. Mind you, the stupid twats wouldn't have a clue what to do anyway. Still, it's left 2 nice big ruts I can bury them in.
 
MartytheMartian

MartytheMartian

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The Asda guys are forever getting stuck around here, usually when they are new to the area although one regular driver who should have known better managed to run a brand new van off the edge of the single track road so that the van grounded on the tarmac with it's front passenger side wheel hanging over the edge. A newbie driver managed to put his van over the edge on a steep hillside in the caravan park and it ended up at the bottom of the hill.
 
smib

smib

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Tallpaul said:
Khan is under a lot of pressure just now. Hopefully the good people of London, (not the ones who voted for him) can squeeze him enough.
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Hopefully the good people of London, (not the ones who voted for him), unfortunately those indigenous "Londoners" are now in the minority.
The new Caliphate of London, spearheaded by Khengis Khan will get push through whatever it seems fit to do.
The ULEZ embargo is a farce, if TFL were really worried about pollution, they would not allow people to drive so called "dirty" cars, yet provided they pay the daily tax / surcharge no problem :mad:
 
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