I receive a letter from Southampton General for an admission a week later than Jo led me to believe, with no indication as to how long I would be staying. “You will be staying for _______ days" states the form. Why bother?
I am upset that they can mess me around like this. I already had the transport sorted out with the Wessex Cancer trust. Now I haven’t a clue what is happening or when. All of this adds to my feelings of helplessness and hopelessness.
I am feeling very down about it all. I don’t feel better as each day goes by and know that I am entirely dependant on the hospital to regain some strength and health. Yet I feel so powerless. I have no confidence in the admin side and wonder what on earth to expect when I ring up next week. It is turning what should be a recuperative time at home into a nightmare. I don’t feel like talking on the phone. I am stressed and unhappy with the way things are turning out, but am limited in what I can do about it. Now it will have to wait until Monday before I can even telephone Jo and try to get to the bottom of it.
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