Around 1pm Claire called and said she was being kept in, could I take some stuff up. So I packed a bag and got to the hospital again.
Put a face mask on and walked in with my hospital crutch. At reception I was told to wait and someone would come down to collect the bag from me.
20 minutes later I was still standing there, I asked the receptionist to call up again, I could see she was getting no answer. I thought sod this. Now this is Covid19 and shouldn’t be able to go anywhere in the hospital.
About 10 minutes later, Claire was shocked to see me standing in front of her, not once was I stopped or questioned. I said to her, don’t ask, here is your bag.
On Friday, mid-morning I get a call can you bring up my insulin, I said pardon, you’re in a hospital, yes but they don’t have the insulin. Unbelievable.
This time, I just put on my mask and took my hospital crutch again and just walked straight in and all the way to Claire’s bed, again not asked who I was and Claire bed was at the far end of the ward too.
