A DAUNDER AROUND THE WARD
The other day while exercising by walking up and down the ward with my mask on, I was having a read of the staff and public notice boards. There is some really interesting information for NHS Lothian staff and patients alike.
The Ward that I am on, Ward 102 at the Royal Infirmary Edinburgh is a specialist Cardiac and Thoricac ward. The ward can take a maximum of 34 patients.
So on the notice boards, you can also see Thank You cards from patients, due to the current coronavirus pandemic, a lot of children have sent in rainbow paintings for the room windows. It really is great and heartwarming to see this.
I also came across an original poem called: One Hundred and Two. So I thought that I would share that with you.
WARD ONE HUNDRED AND TWO
It’s now early morning and the sun is up
Here comes a bonnie lass with a plastic cup.
One pill for this and two pills for that,
A jug of iced water, breakfast after that.
I glance in the mirror, don’t like what I find
Dracula and Frankenstein come tae mind.
Nurse shouts, “*****” give yourself some slack.
Now into the shower and I’ll wash yer back.”
Feeling much better I look around
The ward is full, everyone sleeping sound.
Another day brings a new lot in
Nurses settle them down behind the blue curtain.
I feel their pain and sense their fear,
I talk like crazy to bring them some cheer.
Trying to tell them it’s going to be fine
This pain and discomfort will all pass in time.
It’s all thanks to you I am home getting better,
This is why I send you this letter.
Too many names to mention and remember,
But will I forget you? No chance, never!!
So it’s love to you all, let me bid you Adieu
To the wonderful crew at one hundred and two!!
When I first read this, I couldn’t believe it for I share the exact sentiments of the author of this, however, I just wouldn’t be able to write it in his unique style. So thank you for writing this and sharing this.
I know that the staff really like this and as a patient for the third time in this ward I love it. The team on this ward, along with several others here at the RIE, Western General Hospital (WGH) Edinburgh, Victoria Hospital Kirkcaldy (VHK), Victoria Hospice, Queen Margaret Hospital (QMH) Dunfermline and Inverkeithing Medical Practice where my health journey began and continues, have saved my life several times now.
While I sit on my hospital bed writing this I once again like like to say thank you so much for everything that NHS Fife and NHS Lothian staff have done for me. You have not only saved my life, but you have ensured that I can have a decent quality of life with my wife Kirsty and my sons Jack, Ben and Nathan.