Britmums asked us a couple of things this week – first what’s in your handbag? Having answered that and now being somewhat scared finding myself face to face with, errr, me, on the home page I’m going to set about answering the second question of the week:
What are you grateful for?
The answer today is this:
For the first time in 15 months and after countless phone calls, many, many tears, several mad dashes up to Great Ormond Street and days of heart wrenching desperation, frustration and plain anger we have been prescribed, by our own GP and dispensed, at our local pharmacy, the correct medicine for the Cheetah Keeper.
When thinking it about the whole process doesn’t make me feel even more sick and doesn’t make me cry – I will write more about this. In the meantime, I am very, very grateful to my wonderful GP who sat with me for half an hour on Wednesday and understood the destruction that the inability of the NHS to communicate with each other has done to me. He listened. He could see the ludicrous situation that we were in – and he did his best to help. He managed to get the pharmacy to source the drug (it’s made to order), we ascertained it does not cost £307 pounds per bottle – it costs £30.07 per bottle and that he will do his utmost to make sure that we can get the magic stuff on repeat prescription.
For his humanity, compassion and understanding, I am…