It’s just cunts-abound everywhere. We dealt with 2 good doctors, the ultra sound lady (us ultra sound a dr thing? Or nurse? Or something else?), and 1 good nurse.

She just launches herself between him and the Mrs/Remo. There was literally a dozen other seats within 2m, all empty!?

Another example of the staff that are cunts. We take him to get an ultrasound, an usher takes us. We sit next to the ultrasound room, there’s 3 seats. There’s social distancing signs everywhere. We 4 sit in the 3 seats. Some other usher turns up, she knows our guy.

We got to paediatrics, and there’s two, we ask at the counter if we’re in the correct place, they just ignore us. I should be clear, we weren’t hurried, angry, rude. We just politely asked where we needed to be.

The hospital is in the process of being extended, so it’s all construction area inside and out. We head in, I ask the receptionist where we need to go, “paediatrics”. No! I know that, where is it? So we follow the maze, it’s in the old building.

I knew it was going to be shit when I pulled up, I asked the security guard at the entrance gate where the parking was, and he just stared at me slack jawed. The cunt.

Not a family room, but I don’t care. There’s a bad, it’s quiet, the Mrs & Remo can relax and get some sleep.

I ask the nurse about the room. There isn’t one. Brilliant. So we have to sit in the emergency room, screaming people, glaring lights. We didn’t come to ER, we came to paediatrics! The new shift doctor hears, apologises for the other doctor, then sorts us out a room.

His temperatures gone back up! Not as high, only up to 38, but still. Why aren’t you fucking checking!? Why aren’t you bringing us something to cool him with!?

So I pop home, grab some baby stuff and some dossing clothes for me and the Mrs. The specialist has gone home, it’s 01:00 in the morning, the nurses still aren’t monitoring Remo. I ask for another temp check (the specialist said they should be doing them regularly.

And everything she said was bullshit, and not the way he’d been acting. So the specialist turns up, & he’s the first professional we’ve seen here. He was sound, sent Remo for some actual tests, told us what was going on. Said we’d need to spend the night. No probs.

I asked if we could see the specialist at this point, and pointed out fucking lazy and disgusting she was. Now she starts panicking, and making up diagnoses, claiming she’d been monitoring him. She’s not even been in the same room!

But no, the nurses decided now he just had wind!? Wind doesn’t give you a fever, unless it’s maybe curry wind? So they got even shitter. The Dr. Had a go at the wife for asking her to examine Remo? Apparently it was beneath her?

Once I hit his temperature down (and it was me, these fuckwits wanted me to wrap him up and keep the room warm!? I bought some frozen peas, but the AC on low, and had him just in his nappy. He was happy, I was happy, his temperature went down. Win/win. You’d think?