So, the last couple of weeks my epilepsy has been playing up. This culminated in a stay in my local hospital in Glasgow for 5 days. It’s an old hospital and is due to be closed but the care I received was amazing. So often we read about what’s wrong with the NHS. The UK national press loves nothing more than to print scare stories about people being left on trolleys, being surrounded by filth or just being badly treated by staff.
I wanted to particularly praise the nurses on the two wards I was on: I started on a receiving ward and then was moved to a general ward. They were unfailingly kind, polite and caring. They made sure that everyone’s privacy was protected at all times.
There were a number of confused, elderly patients on the ward and the nurses were especially kind to them, answering the same question as many times as was necessary to calm the patient.
It was the little things that really counted, taking the time to have a quick word, even though they were rushed off their feet; checking regularly that patient’s were comfortable and helping them to move if they weren’t; ordering something specially from the kitchens if the patient didn’t like the food.
Nurses of Scotland (and Glasgow in particular) I salute you and am so grateful that despite the enormous pressures under which you have to work, you still mange to have smiles on your faces, kindness in your hearts and a strong sense of caring in your souls.