Thursday, 10 September 2015
Wednesday, 9 September 2015
|Araneus diadematus (garden spider) - with prey|
|Bluebelle - large hen, lays lots of eggs, always wants a treat|
|Lavatera (tree mallow) - flowers in late summer|
|Patty pan (summer squash) - last of the flowers, excellent crop|
|Thirsty bee - with reflection|
|Thirsty dog - shares the birdbath with the bees|
|Late summer crops - Golden Sunrise tomatoes are my favourite|
Thursday, 13 August 2015
He does. I felt it. I googled it. I panicked.
The vet says it isn't a blue light condition but maybe he does need surgery. Oh dear. This is Brin, who is very suspicious of most things, even buttered toast. How will he cope with a surgical collar, wound dressing and sutures. How on earth will I cope?
Brin, of course, is on best behaviour at the vet, which isn't always the case. He seems to have mellowed since his prostate problem (more on that in a future post). His ear is inspected.
The vet is very solemn.
But, I'm pleased about that. It isn't bothering him, he isn't constantly scratching his ear. And he isn't holding his head to one side, so even though I know he has a fat ear*, he doesn't.
* For the veterinary record, the fat ear I refer to is actually aural haematoma. It occurs when the ear is damaged, usually by vigorous head shaking, but in this case most likely due to Zozi attack. The small blood vessels in the ear leak blood into the ear flap, making it swell. It can take just a few hours to swell, but in Brin's case, it was quite slow to develop. A quick relief is to lance it, but not recommended for house dogs who will most likely leak blood everywhere. The surgery is simple but does leave sutures or buttons in the ear for 2 weeks, necessitating the use of the collar. I don't think Brin would last 2 hours before the collar was destroyed. So, we have decided to let the haematoma resolve naturally over a few weeks. I've been warned that it will leave him with a crinkly ear, but that won't spoil his good looks.
If in doubt, please consult your vet.
Monday, 13 July 2015
I wasn't very well last week. This was really rather annoying as we were just back from a lovely holiday in Wales and I had plenty of work to catch up on. So when I woke up on Sunday morning to find I had cellulitis on my leg, I was not best pleased. (note: not cellulite, this is a bit more serious, a staph aureus skin infection requiring antibiotics). The small scratch from the dog two weeks previously had left me with a red, hot, painful, infected swelling. In situations like this, being married to a cardiologist is no help at all. I wailed in frustration. How would I get an appointment at the GP during the week? How long would I have to sit in the waiting room? Should I call 111, or go to the walk-in centre in Woking? Then I remembered seeing a advert on TV for PushDoctor.co.uk - an online private GP.
Registration was easy and setting up the video contact was simple, almost 'hands-free'. I got an appointment for 10am last Sunday morning. The fee for 10 minutes is £25, then £15 for each 10 minutes thereafter. If a prescription is required, you pay £4.50.
Reminders are sent by text and email. At 10am, the doctor appeared by video call. She introduced herself and in a couple of minutes we had agreed my diagnosis was correct and I needed a course of antibiotics. She asked several questions regarding general health, medications and allergies before writing the prescription. This did take longer than I expected, I think some people don't talk and type very well, and my consultation ended at 10 minutes 13 seconds.
The prescription was emailed to me straight away and after a short delay for the security code to be sent by text, I was able to open the PDF document and print it out.
So far, so good. Except that when the statement arrived in my inbox, I had been charged £15 for another 10 minutes, for being 13 seconds over due to slow typing. There was no alert during the consultation to let me know that this would happen, although the small print does outline charges. Of course, I complained and the charge was reversed immediately, so my advice is to keep an eye on the time.
One other comment. I took a photo of my leg and wanted to upload this before the appointment. This isn't possible, so you are left trying to do it during the consultation, which didn't work for me.
During the registration process I was asked if I wanted my records shared with my GP. I chose not to. Why? I'm not sure. Perhaps because my relationship with my GP is simply on an ad hoc basis, as *touch wood* I don't have a chronic illness to manage. Perhaps because it might offend my GP that I chose this option. Perhaps because it is simply nothing to do with him, and I can't see why all aspects of my life should be recorded.
Anyway, the up-side of this process was that within a couple of hours of waking on a Sunday morning, I had a prescription and was on my way to the pharmacy. The pharmacist had never heard of PushDoctor.co.uk (better marketing to health professionals would help). The private prescription cost £4.50 plus £6 for the actual tablets. A small price to pay for starting to feel better straight away.
And how does the GP/out-of-hours service/walk-in centre/111/A&E/999/NHS fit in with this? Rather well, I think. There is a lot of choice for treatment and advice. It may not always be free or immediate, but everyone should be able to access an appropriate level of healthcare at any time of day or night.
Disclaimer: I did not receive any inducement or incentive from PushDoctor.co.uk to write this post. I am blogging about my experience because the face of healthcare provision is changing and the emphasis need not always be on GPs or the NHS.
Monday, 6 July 2015
Sunday, 5 July 2015
I think we all underestimated the toll the building work would take on our health and wellbeing. Whilst we had excellent builders, the project did have its ups and downs and the bathroom still isn't quite finished to our expectations. Nothing to do with our fabulous builders, but a totally avoidable cock-up between the plumber and his supplier. The less said about that, the better (for the time-being anyway). On top of which, our practice has been extremely busy (good), and Dad hasn't been well (bad).
When Dr B suggested we book our week away in Wales as usual I must admit, I wasn't sure. So soon after the builders? At the beginning of summer? With all that work to do in the garden? He was adamant, and so our wedding anniversary week was spent on the beach at Llangennith (possibly the best beach in the UK).
We booked our usual cottage. The Boxers felt right at home. The neighbours all came to say hello. But we were tired. It took 2 days to feel normal. We simply hadn't realised how tired we were.
But a few hours in the sea washed the tiredness away. It restored us, we hardly even spoke to each other, just getting on with getting better. We knew it was all OK when we got in the car for the drive home on Saturday. We looked at each other and smiled.