Friday 24 November 2017

This Woman's Life: There are times when hospital is no place for a sick man

 

'I learned a few things about Pat's time in A&E in Galway's University College Hospital. Firstly he was half the day on the trolley in a very busy corridor before being moved to a cubicle' (stock photo)
'I learned a few things about Pat's time in A&E in Galway's University College Hospital. Firstly he was half the day on the trolley in a very busy corridor before being moved to a cubicle' (stock photo)

Rita Ann Higgins

Last week when I was on my way to Ledbury in Herefordshire to give a reading, the news filtered through that my son-in-law Pat Mackey had been taken to hospital by ambulance at 7.30am. The news disturbed me a lot. Pat is 45 years old and he has terminal cancer. Normally some of the brilliant and kind palliative care team come to his house and give him pain relief and help him overcome bouts of nausea. So I was thinking that he must be really much worse if he had to go to the hospital.

Should I turn back? I haven't boarded my flight yet. I still have time to email the UK festival and cancel.

But I was advised not to cancel - that everything was going to be all right. Pat was in Galway's Accident and Emergency Department and he would soon be seen to. Or as they say in Connemara, Ni mar a shiltear a bhitear (Things are never as they seem).

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