Bloody hospitals..

As some may know, I am having issues with DS and his lack of eating and drinking.

Well, months ago, between a few of us, we decided that it'd be best for DSs health, that he be tubed. I was ok with the decision and we thought that maybe, if we could get his weight up and clear his system out, that he may feel like eating again. THEN he see a specialist that deals with children's aversions to textures and tastes and work on building up his facial muscles.

This is where the story begins...


We get the local hospital on side by getting an appointment with the dietician here and by me having correspondence daily, with the one from Brisbane. I take DS to his appointment and it's agreed that a Nasogastric tube is an excellent idea. He sends me off to the GP to get that organised. I call up our GP and he tells me that it has to be done through the local hospital and that they don't have the equiptment there to be able to insert a tube or control how much, when, where and the rest.

I call the dietician and let him know that the GP won't be able to do anything about it... He calls the GP and then calls me back to say that yes, the message I relayed was right.. DER!

He then calls the doctor at the hospital who tells him that we will have to start from scratch. Get DS to have an X-ray to see how bad the constipation is (Or if he in fact is at all.. because apparently, what a mum says and what's actually happening are 2 different things)

The dietician says he'll leave the Xray request form at medical imaging and that I could take him up for that, then speak to the doctor after to discuss what happens next.

I call up xray the next day, the form is no where to be found. He says that he'll check his chart and a few other places to see if he could find it. This was a Friday. He calls back to say that no, he can't find it and that I would have to get another one made up.

That's fine, I call him up on the Monday, leave a message. He doesn't call back.

I call back Tuesday and leave another message, this time, the receptionist calls back to say that one is up at xray for us and that we can go up and get that done.

I ring xray to make sure that they actually have it and I take him up. We wait for a while, then he goes in for it.

I talk to the receptionist at outpatients and she says that she will take his chart in and the note about the xray to the doctor and could we sit and wait....

We wait 2 hours.. still nothing. People that came in after us were going in and had gone. I figured I should ask someone what's going on when a doctor comes over and asks why we were there.. SO I explain and he says that he cant do anything about it as he would have to start from the beginning and could I make an appointment for in a weeks time. I ask him what Im supposed to do about the constipation until then, and explain that DS will never take the medicine and that it's just going to get worse. He was dehydrated, although not quite badly enough to need an IV for fluids.

He kicks us out! So by now, I'm even more fuming than I was months ago when this all began and the ignorant public health system sent us on a wild journey .

I call back the Brisbane mob (Haha) and she tells me that I should ring up the Paediatrician and see what he wants us to do.

I call him and he says to get DS to the next biggest hospital ASAP.

Oh dear.. I have run out of energy to write the rest of this right now.. I will get back to it later. I have to go and make more phone calls.. Bloody kids!