What have you been doing today?

Chelmsford is hardly 'in the sticks' and this school is further away than the first school they considered. Our grandson has a severe dairy allergy and has to carry an epi pen at all times and their first choice school told them outright they were unable to cater for his allergy so he would be attending at his own risk. They are more than happy with their eventual choice.
 
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You gotta wonder about the logistics of a school with classes that small, it's not exactly great value from the public purse point of view. Sure the kids (presumably) get a good education (attention) given the teacher/assistant's vs student ratio but that kind of stuff just doesn't make sense. Time they sold that old school of to turn into some luxury apartments.
I don’t blame the parents at all for doing this if the opportunity is there.

Currently 31 children (yes 1 more than legally allowed) in my other half’s class, 4 of which should be in schools for special needs or behavioural issues. Those 4 are literally ruining the education of the other 27 because so much time is taken up managing their behaviour…but there’s no space in special schools for those that needed it, and not enough money in the budget to have enough support staff to manage the existing situation.

Then on the flip side there are schools like Mottie’s grandson’s…it’s the system that’s screwed. No wonder a lot of the good teachers are leaving the profession.
 
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Man up a bit, you want to live in the sticks drive a car and live nearer a school, like everyone else FFS.

When you choose a home, where to live - transport, work, and other facilities should be part of the decision. If you have, or intend to have a family, then part of the decision needs to be access to schools.
 
Just off to theatre now....see you later.
I did indeed have my op and arrived at a place they grandly titled Theatre Reception at 13:00. I was most disappointed to discover they did not have buckets of popcorn.
I was asked to check through pages of info. Then into the anaesthetist's room.
It has been 10 years since I was here for a broken bone and I had forgotten just how much was involved in the preparation before going into theatre.

The first procedure was the nerve block. This was an incredibly intricate time-consuming process.

First, the outside of the thigh was carefully scanned with ultrasound, identifying the groups of nerves running down the leg. Next, a local anaesthetic was injected around the group of nerves to the foot, followed by a long-acting anaesthetic. I could see the nerve bundles on the screen and the effect the anaesthetic was having on them. These nerves are buried deep underneath the muscle and I found the injections very painful. This whole procedure was then repeated for the other side of the thigh.

Next, the spinal block. I normally have a spinal block as I have Sleep Apnoea, so the surgeons normally like me to be awake during the op to avoid any breathing issues.
Again, more local anaesthetic, then needles into the spaces between the bones.

This was also incredibly painful and, despite me having had it done successfully prior to several previous operations, the anaesthetist decided to abandon ship and do a General Anaesthetic instead, despite the risks.
As I write, I have just seen the anaesthetist on the High Dependency Unit and apologised to him saying that I feel I had let both him and myself down, but he told me not to worry about it.

I think I went into Theatre Reception just before 13.00, so was in Theatre a lot longer than I imagined I would be. I was in recovery for ages and when I started coming round, my addled brain convinced me that I was in some bizarre showroom for hospital products where I was modelling the bed....the weird things your brain does!

It took me a long long time to come round fully and by the time I was wheeled into the HDU it was 20.00

I'm very happy it is over now. I had a very comfortable night and am looking forward to physio and recovery from now on.

I broke my right leg on November 14 2014.

I broke my left ankle on November 23 2024.

I am going to do a John Lennon and plan to stay in bed for the whole of November 2034......

I'm trying to get pictures of my post-op X-ray, but in the meantime, here is a picture of something I have never seen before.

Not terribly clear, but it is a cannula in the radial artery in the wrist. In this case being used for taking bloods and supplying the machine in the HDU with continuous BP readings.

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I had an appointment earlier in the week, with the nurse, to have them check my blood pressure, on behalf of a doc, from an earlier appointment. Suggestion was, to make yet a third appointment, with the doc, to see what they make of the readings. They drive you nuts with appointments, and battling to make 'em.

The only way to even make an appointment, is to ring, or go online, at precisely 8am. Minutes later, all of the appointments are gone, until next day. The batch of appointments vary between same day, and anytime within next two weeks. I'm reasonably compos mentis, and able, able to do battle at 8am, but many people are not so able, and fit to enter such a battle....

Me - I have to get up at 7am, so I am fully awake at 8am, and ready to do battle. It takes my eyes a while after waking, before I can even begin to see properly.

Why can they not release the batches of appointments spread out, or even at other set times of day?

Whilst waiting, the other day, for my nurse appointment... A guy went up to reception, very agitated, and desperate to get an appointment, but reception staff could only suggest he phone at 8am next morning, or visit reception at 8am. He just couldn't grasp, why they couldn't give him an appointment whilst he was there, why he would have to come back again next day.
 
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Whilst waiting, the other day, for my nurse appointment... A guy went up to reception, very agitated, and desperate to get an appointment, but reception staff could only suggest he phone at 8am next morning, or visit reception at 8am. He just couldn't grasp, why they couldn't give him an appointment whilst he was there, why he would have to come back again next day.
When Mrs Mottie worked reception in a GP's surgery, she worked alongside a miserable jobsworth dragon of a receptionist. One day a young lad came in and asked to book an appointment. The dragon told him he could only make them over the telephone. "But I'm here now" he said. She wouldn’t budge so he pulled out his phone, rang the surgery, she knew it was him, she answered the phone and he booked an appointment. They were both looking at each other but talking over the phone. She was fuming. :ROFLMAO:
 
The only way to even make an appointment, is to ring, or go online, at precisely 8am. Minutes later, all of the appointments are gone, until next day. The batch of appointments vary between same day, and anytime within next two weeks. I'm reasonably compos mentis, and able, able to do battle at 8am, but many people are not so able, and fit to enter such a battle....

We have 4 phones, which we also ring dead on 8:0am, you are put into a queue, we then select the phone shortest in the queue.

What a ridiculous way to look after ill people.
 
When you choose a home, where to live - transport, work, and other facilities should be part of the decision. If you have, or intend to have a family, then part of the decision needs to be access to schools.

But what if you were born in a rural area and don't have that choice?
 
We have 4 phones, which we also ring dead on 8:0am, you are put into a queue, we then select the phone shortest in the queue.

I dial the number and go online, to see which works first.

What a ridiculous way to look after ill people.

Absolutely. If you are ill, you are not well-placed to mess about, trying to race to get an appointment. I dread being so ill, that I have to struggle to take part in the race.

Some years ago, I walked so far, I ended up with an angry looking blister on my foot. I simply couldn't get an appointment sooner than two weeks away, and ended up hobbling down to A&E, A&E were upset, that I'd had to struggle to get there, for a simple job, that could have been sorted at the surgery - if only I could get an appointment. It wasn't something which would wait for attention.
 
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When you choose a home, where to live - transport, work, and other facilities should be part of the decision. If you have, or intend to have a family, then part of the decision needs to be access to schools.
As I said, Chelmsford is hardly out in the sticks. What if when you have that family, one of your children turns out to have a severe life-threatening allergy that the mainstream schools can’t cater for?
 
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