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Inquest into my Fathers Death.

The Inquest was fair, full and fearless. The jury did an excellent job of taking the evidence into consideration and reaching a verdict.

There will be a Rule 43 ‘coroners recommendation’ made, which has a national impact and details on that will be available later.

The verdict was Accidental death with Narrative.

Basically this said his cause of death was subdural and intracerebral haemorrhage resulting from the fall which occurred due to the bed being raised, the cot side being left down and no call bell being within reach.

We are happy with this verdict

My sisters and I issue the following statement.

The standard of care throughout our fathers stay on baily ward, at the Royal Sussex County Hospital was Abysmal.

There was a complete lack of dignity and respect for our father. There were also major failings in communication and a total disregard for any of our concerns.

Our Father was placed in a dangerous situation in an isolate room with no nurse call bell and therefore no way of attracting help. It was an accident waiting to happen.

His bed was elevated and the cot side left down in error despite evident ‘risk of falls’ wrist band. He fell out of bed sustaining a broken neck and fatal head injury.

The catalogue of errors immediately following his fall included appalling management, lack of basic training, miscommunication, flawed decisions and a failure of appropriate prioritisation when it was clear our father was gravely ill.

The recommendations from the coroner as a result of the inquest will hopefully prevent a repetition of the issues our family have experienced. No one should ever be subjected to such diabolical treatment and care in any hospital.

BBC South news coverage on Dad’s inquest can be found on the link below approx 3:34 mins into the programme.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/mediaselector/check/england/realmedia/southtoday/southampton/southtoday?size=16×9&bgc=C0C0C0&nbram=1&bbram=1&nbwm=1&bbwm=1

Patient Safety meeting

Yesterday was a bit of a stressy day to do with the aftermath of my poor Dad’s death and ensuring there is never a repeat. I still can’t go into too much detail because as I’ve said before, there is an Inquest pending.

Anyway, my sisters and I had a meeting with the ex deputy chief medical officer regarding an update to our first meeting where we outlined our concerns and these concerns were taken on board.
This meeting looked at the implementation of the new patient safety guidelines drawn up after our first meeting, covering a variety of bases. We also had a discussion surrounding the use of NICE guidelines and whether they should be formally challenged so that they are applied on an individual patient presentation led basis and not just as a money-saving tool, which is the primary purpose currently. This is currently being investigated.
Overall the meeting went well and I do feel progress is being made, we are scheduled another meeting just before Christmas.

All this stuff always make me sad though, it hurts to think about dad, about the way he died, about the circumstances that led up to his death and obviously because he should still be here.

After the meeting we went to visit the tree on the edge of the wood where we sprinkled dad’s ashes back in May.

Anyone ever done this? there’s no sprinkling of ashes that gently whisp off and curl in the breeze to be carried off forever… no, you open the pot, gently tip and it all goes ‘ thunk’ to the ground and resembles cat litter. Not what we were expecting I assure you. Although all three of us instantly looked at each other and laughed, hard.
I’ve been to dad’s tree three times now since we sprinkled him in May.  Dad is still there, in a little mound. He likes it so much there he’s staying put.

Sweet dreams Dad x

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