Doctor, Doctor, Can you fix my broken heart?

Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

“Ok so here are your tablets. The sheet with them is your discharge letter and it explains when to take them. The antibiotics are in this box.” I pulled a white box out of the bag I held, “And you take three a day for the next four days. And the steroids are here,” Another box followed the first out the bag, “And you take six for the first two days, four for the next two days and two for two days after then stop.” I looked intently at the wrinkled face sat in front of me.

Mrs Parks smiled and nodded. “Yes dear I understand. Now the rest of the tablets they are my usual ones I just take as normal? Nothing has changed?”

I rummaged around in the bag and pulled out a blue box this time. “These are your Bisoprolol, the blood pressure tablets you take. They had been reduced from five milligrams to two point five milligrams. But everything else is the same. So if you get rid of the tablets you have at home you won’t mix them up.” I placed the boxes back into the bag and handed it to her. She nodded at me and then smiled at her daughter who had come to collect her.

“Lovely. Well dear if I don’t remember it is all written down, and I am sure Sally here will remind me. Thank you so much. All you girls have been fabulous taking care of me. Even that chappie, Anthony he was marvellous. And he has a rather lovely physique, I quite looked forward to when he was working.” Mrs Parks beamed at me as she stood and held onto her daughters arm.

“Mum, are you sure you can make it down to the car. Wouldn’t a wheelchair be better?” Sally Parks looked rather concerned as her mother grabbed her bag and walking stick. I had already had the exact same argument twenty minutes before and lost so I didn’t think she would win either. Betsy Parks was one strong minded individual and was very independent refusing any help at all. Although to be fair she was extraordinarily fit and doing well for herself at her age.

“Oh pish! I am seventy-two not a hundred and ten. I can manage. I have been walking down to the shop and back the last two days to save me from boredom I am quite capable of walking a few steps further to the car park. The moment I give up and use one of those blasted things I want you to shoot me.” As she started off out the bay she waved at the other ladies in the beds beside her. “Ta- rar my dears hope you get better soon. Oh and Jennifer please tell everyone I said thank you. Especially that Anthony.”

I couldn’t help but laugh as I waved goodbye, I couldn’t wait to tell Ant about the little fan club he had in area fives ladies bay. As I finished up the discharge paperwork and filed all of Mrs Parks’ notes in the ward clerk’s office I was caught by Terri, one of the sisters looking rather harassed. Terri was normally quite chilled but lately she had become rather stressed, part of which was due to the hospital being on black alert and the managers screaming out for beds, and partly due to her being nearly seven months pregnant, looking ready to pop and still at work.

“Jenn! Any way you can turn Mrs Parks’ bed into a male or a side room. I have one downstairs who is actually respiratory, but if we get a lady they want to send us a general medical.” Terri’s normally sleek black hair looked rather flyaway and frizzed making me think she had already been cornered by Dr Watts or one of the bed managers already this morning.

“Uh…” I ran through the patients I had in my head, there was one lady in a side room which she didn’t really need. “Well I can make a side room. Is that alright? I do have that E.O.L patient though in the men’s bay so yeah I can make a male. His family would appreciate a bit more privacy.”  Terri nodded and looked at the clipboard she carried around with her.