Covid or just poor planning?

 

We all know that the last 18 months (about 1 and a half years) or so have brought pain, misery, and despair to many people, however this is no longer a pandemic, but now an endemic. However, this country is in a mess, by government ministers shouting their mouths off stating there is no need to panic over fuel for cars that this causes more problems overall as we are seeing.

We have lunatics causing chaos on our busy road network, by gluing themselves to the roads and causing damage to the road surface and no doubt to themselves overall, which then causes issues to the long sufferings of the NHS. Ah I hear you cry the NHS which is why I partially write this and their attitude towards people who are different such as people like me who has Autism – high functioning Autism.

The problem is that they are so rude to us in these Urgent Treatment Centre's/ Accident and Emergency departments, yes, I know they are rushed of their feet, but it is their manner. I know this as I had to attend my nearest centre on 25^th September and I just questioned something and ask a receptionist a question and instead I got my head bitten off, and I was also in my powered wheelchair as I am challenged with mobility.

The response I got from the receptionist was “no you haven’t been called yet, and you won’t be for hours” what I should have had was how can I help you and has your condition worsened” I actually went in with Cellulitis and there was no checking up on me to see if I was okay. I did not go on my own either as my brother who is my carer/PA was insulted as well and was told that there was no room, which in fact was not true, as there was plenty of seating and oh, they are obsessed about masks. I said this is going to fun as I cannot wear a mask, so I compromise and so I wear a face guard.

Why are clinicians so rude to people who have autism is this because they do not know how to treat us, and they think that by shouting at us they will get a reaction that we might cause them offence to get ejected from the packed waiting room, which it was not or that we might need to be restrained by the beefy security guard /team.

I eventually saw someone who could not speak English properly and mumbled so either of us could not understand one another, which is not helpful, so I eventually got the right medication out of her for the condition Co-amoxiclav, which is the only thing that works on me. I had to complain about the actions of that day, and I received a phone call on 27^th September from the sister if the hospital or Centre stating that it would take up to a month for this to be investigated and sorted out, why do complaints take so long these days.

The outcome of this is that Cellulitis has almost gone, but I need some more of the medication to finally get rid of it, we shall see what happens this morning at the doctors, let's hope they recognise my Autism and treat me like an adult.