So this evening I did the rather silly thing of slicing my index finger open, all the way to the bone over the top and across 2 joints.
After realising that a plaster probably wouldn’t be enough and the large pool of blood appearing on my desk, went off to Worcester A+E with a book, some food and drink expecting a 2+ hour wait.
Walked in, hand dripping with blood even through the dressings, receptionist took details immediately.
By the time id got from the receptionist to a seat, was called through to triage.
Triage cleaned it, took a look and booked an xray as the tendons could be seen.
By the time id walked from triage to xray, they were already waiting for me.
By the time id walked from xray back to the waiting room, the orthopaedist called me through, reviewed the xray, stuck stitches in, and sent me packing.
Total time, 20 minutes.
Walked out in shock, how on earth at 8pm on a Saturday night was a visit to A+E so bloomin quick!?
But genuinely impressed, my dinner wasn’t even cold by the time I was home!
After realising that a plaster probably wouldn’t be enough and the large pool of blood appearing on my desk, went off to Worcester A+E with a book, some food and drink expecting a 2+ hour wait.
Walked in, hand dripping with blood even through the dressings, receptionist took details immediately.
By the time id got from the receptionist to a seat, was called through to triage.
Triage cleaned it, took a look and booked an xray as the tendons could be seen.
By the time id walked from triage to xray, they were already waiting for me.
By the time id walked from xray back to the waiting room, the orthopaedist called me through, reviewed the xray, stuck stitches in, and sent me packing.
Total time, 20 minutes.
Walked out in shock, how on earth at 8pm on a Saturday night was a visit to A+E so bloomin quick!?
But genuinely impressed, my dinner wasn’t even cold by the time I was home!
