Like a lot of parents I imagine at the moment, I got the call up to the school sick bay yesterday to collect my daughter. Not another respiratory virus tha.
We had no choice of course but to go away - with little faith that when we returned later we wouldn’t be waiting again for however long. Called another one further away - two hour wait time. So we sat in the car, her in agony, waiting until finally my phone rang. She was fully booked - she’s never not - so that was no surprise. But as soon as I saw my daughter with her arm in a sling and the state of her pain, I knew we needed to get an expert opinion and possibly an ultrasound or X-ray. Like a lot of parents I imagine at the moment, I got the call up to the school sick bay yesterday to collect my daughter.
Like a lot of parents I imagine at the moment, I got the call up to the school sick bay yesterday to collect my daughter. Not another respiratory virus ...
Ironically the shut border was supposed to prevent this exact outcome, but here we are. So we sat in the car, her in agony, waiting until finally my phone rang. We had no choice of course but to go away - with little faith that when we returned later we wouldn't be waiting again for however long. So I waited to lay eyes on my daughter to see how bad it was, because if we could avoid attempting to see a health professional at the moment that'd be preferable. The school suggested I take her to A & E or to a doctor to check it out. Like a lot of parents I imagine at the moment, I got the call up to the school sick bay yesterday to collect my daughter. By this point of course my daughter's injury was causing her extreme pain but as I reminded her, there'd be many others a lot worse off, so we'd just wait. And waited. And waited. Not for a few hours, but yes it was possible. We turned up at our allotted time. So I booked a slot but thought I may as well try our local EDs just in case they weren't too busy, I mean it was 10am on a Tuesday, how bad could it be?
Call me naïve, and look when to comes to this stuff I probably am. It's a mixture of not being that clued into forensically what goes on technologically wi.
Couple days later I get a reply, ‘how many packets of nuts?’ No apology, just 'how many packets?' I replied, ‘just the one’. They reply a refund or credit will be issued at some point. So I sent an email to New World online shopping, not in an abusive Karen way, I didn’t have the energy for that. And I thought that’s it, you’ve pushed me too far, I’m sick of wasting perfectly good food that I’ve paid for.