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'Sort your s*** out': Wife of a dying cancer patient pens a heartbreaking open letter to Jeremy Hunt after her husband waited 16 HOURS for a hospital bed and spent an entire day without food (6 Pics)

THE wife of a terminally ill man has penned a withering letter to Jeremy Hunt after her husband was left waiting 16 hours for a bed in hospital.
In the letter, Becky Wilkinson revealed she cried and begged medics to help her husband, and told the Health Secretary to "sort his sh*t out".

In the letter - posted earlier this month - she wrote: "Today has quite possibly been one of the worst days of my life, second only to February 22, 2018 where we sat in front of a consultant at Stafford hospital (an appointment we got after considerable chasing) who said he was very sorry, it was not diabetes that was making Steve ill it was advanced terminal cancer.
"Until today we have spoken highly of the treatment we’ve had from community nurses, GP and Macmillan - they’ve all been great.
"The people who work in Royal Stoke have been amazing, and I have felt their pain as they have looked at us and looked away as they don’t have the resources to do their job - today that has been magnified beyond belief.
"Following a few days of discomfort after day eight of chemo the doctor and Macmillan nurse said Steve had ascites and needed draining."



She continued: "At 9am our Macmillan nurse started trying to get Steve a bed in Royal Stoke, he hadn’t eaten since 6pm on Sunday night and by the morning even drinks were making him sick. There were no beds but they said by lunchtime it would be ok.
"It was 2pm when we got a call to go but it was to A&E as there were still no beds," she said adding they were told there would be beds by the time they got there.
Mrs Wilkinson said when they arrived at the hospital at 3pm, and her husband was assessed at 4.36pm "as a priority" but she claims they were told there were "very few senior doctors in the hospital able to make a decision about what to do next" but they would admit him.
She continued: "At 21:30 having sat up right for over six hours, nearly five hours after he was told he was a priority and in significant pain he was taken through to A&E where we saw a lovely doctor who was very apologetic in saying that they could do nothing for us tonight but manage the pain."
She said her husband was taken to a bed at 1am, and she returned home to their seven year old who - in a matter of hours - would look for his father before he goes to school.
"Tomorrow I’m going to have to tell him that the treatment we told him would only take two hours hasn’t been done yet and Daddy is still in the hospital.
"We sat for hours, to the point I ended up crying and begging them to help my husband - no one came - not because they didn’t want to but because they simply couldn’t, we sat and watched minor injury after minor injury come in, get assessed, treated and move on or out.
"If I treated my dog the way my husband has been treated today I would be banned from looking after animals for life."
Blasting the Health Secretary, she said: "Jeremy Hunt sort your s*** out, let those doctors and nurses who so desperately want to help and care do their jobs.
"Smiles go a long way but without a well resourced hospital with open beds and enough staff it doesn’t do enough to ease the suffering of those fighting for the life they have left," she said.
Liz Rix, Chief Nurse University Hospitals of North Midlands NHS Trust, said: “Clinicians have been in regular contact with Mr Wilkinson and his family and we were able to offer him a bed for his treatment the week before his attendance at A&E.

“Mr Wilkinson declined this for personal reasons and our clinical teams fully understand patients need to prioritise spending time with their family during these very difficult times.
“However, our services can become extremely busy and in some instances patients will then have to wait in A&E when they return for another bed to become available.
“We know that A&E is not the best environment for cancer patients as, despite the best efforts of staff, it doesn’t have the specialist beds and specialist staff that the Cancer Centre’s Emergency Admission Unit has.
“We met with and apologised to Mr Wilkinson and his family for having to be cared for in this environment and he has now undergone his procedure in the Cancer Centre.”

MRS WILKINSON'S LETTER IN FULL 


An open letter to Jeremy Hunt

This is a photo of me and my husband at Royal Stoke today

Today has quite possibly been one of the worst days of my life, second only, probably, to the 22nd February 2018 where we sat in front of a consultant at Stafford hospital (an appointment we got after considerable chasing) who said he was very sorry, it was not diabetes that was making Steve ill it was advanced terminal cancer.

Until today we have spoken highly of the treatment we’ve had from community nurses, GP and Macmillan - they’ve all been great. I don’t know what we would have done without them, the acute hospital I’m afraid, has not being so. The people who work in Royal Stoke have been amazing, and I have felt their pain as they have looked at us and looked away as they don’t have the resources to do their job - today that has been magnified beyond belief.

Following a few days of discomfort after day 8 of chemo the dr and Macmillan nurse said Steve had ascites and needed draining - not to worry it takes a few hours and will relieve the symptoms.

At 9am our Macmillan nurse started trying to get Steve a bed in Royal Stoke, he hadn’t eaten since 6pm on Sunday night and by this morning even drinks were making him sick. 
There were no beds but they said by lunchtime it would be ok
It was 2pm when we got a call to go but it was to a&e as there were still no beds but by the time we got there there would be- and anyway - he’s on chemo and has his fast track card right?

We arrived not long after 3pm - getting on for 24 hours since he had eaten and there we sat, at 4:36pm Steve was assessed as a priority but we were told ‘there are very few senior drs in this hospital that will Be able to make a decision about what next but we need to get you admitted’

At 21:30 having sat up right for over 6 hours, nearly 5 hours after he was told he was a priority and in significant pain he was taken through to a&e where we saw a lovely dr who was very apologetic in saying that they could do nothing for us tonight but manage the pain.
At 1am Steve was finally taken to a bed and I came home. In about 4 hours our 7 year old will dive out of bed and run downstairs looking for Daddy - he is usually up early at the moment with the discomfort and all but that means our son gets half an hour with him before school. Tomorrow I’m going to have to tell him that the treatment we told him would only take 2 hours hasn’t been done yet and Daddy is still in the hospital.

We sat for hours, to the point I ended up crying and begging them to help my husband - no one came - not because they didn’t want to but because they simply couldn’t- we sat and watched minor injury after minor injury come in, get assessed, treated and move on or out.
If I treated my dog the way my husband has been treated today I would be banned from looking after animals for life.......

Oh by the way - you can keep the pillow we took with us, I can buy another and at least it meant he had one when he finally got to lie down

Jeremy Hunt sort your s*** out (sorry Mum) let those drs and nurses who so desperately want to help and care do their jobs. Smiles go a long way but without a well resourced hospital with open beds and enough staff it doesn’t do enough to ease the suffering of those fighting for the life they have left.

I will be back tomorrow.....sorry, in a few hours, slightly rested and ready to take whatever you throw at us


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