Monday, 25 December 2017

My Christmas Rabies Nightmare (or how to get post exposure rabies vaccine out of hours in West Berks)

Christmas Eve was all going well.  Our Art Historian had arrived and was regaling us with stories of her wonderful holiday in Sri Lanka, from which she had just returned.





The tale of the Stray Cat and Open Blister, including a possible lick under the table, sounded quite worrying, depsite reassurances at the time from a local doctor.  Well, at least the latter had resulted in AH and her BF forgetting the whole drama and continuing to have a lovely time.  

In bed, my mind went round and round in circles.  Google to the rescue.   According to the WHO Definition, the AH was potentially in category II - nibbling of uncovered skin, minor scratches or abrasions without bleeding, licks on broken skin.   Thus gov.uk recommend two further vaccines for those such as AH who have been vaccinated.  Read more here  (The Indian sub continent health services do not seem to recommend post exposure vaccination)  
I break this news after the victim has created a wonderful pancake breakfast for us.  
 

A nice young man at 111 tells us a clinician will call back within 10 hours.  10 hours!!!!   10 minutes later a pharmacist rings and tells us to go to A&E.  AH is getting upset so I take over and ask which A&E has the vaccine.  He doesn't know.  Rabies exposure is not common but it's standard stuff, not wierd and off the wall.  Why doesn't he know?  Why doesn't have a flow chart to hand? 

I call the Royal Berks, Reading and get put through to a nice nurse practitioner, Claire, who is very helpful, consults her protocols, agrees we need treatment but says they don't stock the vaccine.  Usually have to order it from Colindale and it arrives within 48 hours (48 hours!!!)  by courier.  'Please could you order it now?' I ask.  There is a No, we have to go in and be assessed clinically.  What was the phone call if not a clinical assessment? Claire thinks somewhere in Oxford may have the vaccine.  

I decide to call Colindale myself and get this sorted.  I play the retired GP card. It doesn't work.  Two hours have passed.   We call 111 again.  We are now in Groundhog Day mode. 
A charming young man takes all her details and then a clinician (pharmacist) calls back and tells us to go to A and E.  We decide to go to  A and E at the JR, Oxford.  Clealry we should have done this two hours ago.  It's nearly sunset.  'But we don't have rabies in this country' says the receptionist.  (Why do we have unqualified people front of house in the NHS?; don't tell me; money)  We get past this barrier and find ourselves waiting.  It's not busy.  Things look up when we see the triage nurse.  'Oh yes, we keep the vaccine here.  It's the bats you know'    (Bats?  Yes, bats )

We are referred to the doctor who we see within two hours.  Now we hit a hurdle.  The doctor trained in India so thinks we don't need vaccine.  I tell her about Colindale.  She is very sweet and calls the Infectious Diseases Team.  She returns to say that we do indeed need the vaccine.  PH England have been called and will give an order to release the vaccine.  Just over an hour later we are called in to see the nurse who has the vaccine!!  hurrah!  Half of it spills so we wait another half an hour while another vial is sourced from pharmacy.  We escape after 4 and a half hours.  Targets have been missed and it is throwing it down but the staff in A&E was amazing and we can go home and eat and drink and be merry, thoughC hristmas in our house has been postponed till Boxing Day.  

The AH was fascinated by A&E.  For the first time in three and a half years, I missed my old job and wanted to roll up my sleeves and help.  All the cases in minors were bread and butter general practice.  Why is the GP service letting people down?  GP's should be salaried and work in A and E.  Problem solved. 

Epilogue. 

My girl didn't need to return to the JR for a booster; Public Health called her, sent the vaccine to her GP and made her an appointment in the New Year, which is within the time frame.   We all lived happily ever after and the AH bought us a bottle of Crémant to say sorry for the rabies scare.   

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Christmas Treat in London


It's a really cold December day, temperatures struggle to reach zero degrees C, but the sun shines as we cycle to the station.  On the train we have photos from Sri Lanka to entertain us.  The young lady is taking the Anuradhapura-Kandy bus & exiting at Dambulla. Here she will 
take the bus to Sigiriya where she will stay at  Sigiriya Rock Front Hotel, and climb 
Pidurangala Rock for sunset. 
Where the elephants come in is anyone's guess, but it's a nice change from the view of
the Kennet Valley

We head to The Postal Museum


Lovely Christmas decorations


Inside we have a look round the museum.  
The Royal Mail can trace its history back to 1516, when Henry VIII established a "Master of the Posts", a position that was renamed "Postmaster General" in 1710. 
Upon his accession to the throne of England in 1603,  James VI and I moved his court to London. One of his first acts from London was to establish the royal postal service between London and Edinburgh, in an attempt to retain control over the Scottish Privvy Council. 
The Royal Mail service was first made available to the public by Charles I on 31 July 1635, with postage being paid by the recipient.

Read more here

Queen Victoria London Ornate Pillar Box 1857-59





I just about remember these phone boxes.  I never understood button A and B


Blue post boxes for air mail first appeared in 1930.  Even my Mum wouldn't have remembered that.  Air mail itself started in 1914!


Now, I do remember queueing to use these things in my hall of residence at University.


The Christmas treat is a ride on Rail Mail






That was amazing fun, narrated by real live (well, recorded)  ex workers.  The Rail Mail train served to get mail across the capital the quickest way possible.  It closed early this century.  I expect it was superceded by email, although this is not explained. 

The next treat is a pint of Quince and Fig IPA at Brewdog Soho


We have a bite to eat at Leon Eastcastle
Next it's to the BBC Radio Theatre at the actual W1A to see John Cooper Clarke


So that's all good!!  Home late with a certain amount of stress but a lovely day out! 

Thursday, 16 November 2017

London in November

It's mild and I am so well wrapped up for winter that I feel hot all day long.  I am bouncy despite a poor night's sleep following following my better half's late return from Southampton last night.  You still worry about them even when they are 60+.  

All works well with the trains, I get the civilsed 9.24 but loose my lovely fold up bag on the way to the station. My rubbishy pockets.  First stop is the Courtauld Gallery.  They are setting up the Skating at Somerset House and it looks so cool.  Like glass.


I am here to see Soutine's Portraits. I love the exhbition as it depicts the emotions of ordinary people, something understood by Chaim Soutine  who had very humble origins and a melancholy personality.  Read more about this amazing artist here .  He would have lived much longer if he had belonged to our era.  He had complications of a peptic ulcer which are not seen nowadays due to the proton pump inhibitors, discovered when I was a young doctor. 


Le valet de chambre  1927



Le petit patissier  1922-3

Note the colours in the folds of his uniform 


La Jeune Servante 1933

After a coffee in the rather slow and over priced cafe (note the enforced 10% 'service' charge), which is also over heated but a pleasing setting, I head to meet my own Art Historian.  We have a lovely chat and sandwich in her canteen.  

Another walk for me, along to the National Gallery to discover how van Eyck’s 'Arnolfini Portrait' was one of the beacons by which the Pre-Raphaelites forged a radical new style of painting.
The exhbition Reflections on Van Eyck and the Pre-Raphaelites   covers one large room only and is informative and entertaining.  It helps that I like the PRB
and  Velazquez


The Arnolfini Portrait 1434

Here is my favourite, it pertains to a late out post of the PRB, the Birmingham Group

'I am half sick of Shadows' said the Lady of Shalott 

Sidney Meteyard 1913

Home on a crowded Black Hole of Calcutta train and an evening with my current Spanish series!

Saturday, 11 November 2017

A hidden gem in Lichfield


Before my tain R takes us for a drive to an area that is being re developed.  When I last came here twenty years ago, before we moved away, this was just being talked about and the area was a dump. Now the Lichfield and Hatherton Canal  is coming back to life, thanks to the help of what appears to be a very active trust.  It's looking great.





Time to get the train and head off for an evening at home 



Friday, 10 November 2017

More at the MAC


At the side of the exhibition there is a 1980s room with L's archive, it's excellent









Here is Sally talking about the exhibition at the end of the seminar



After my meal I enjoy the play Uncommon Ground read more here and here
I hope we can bring this lively and thought provoking production to Greenham
Home on the bus and train with a hot choc at Fiveways then beers with the C's

An early start today.  I'm inspired by the horticulture of the station but the loos are out of order and my train is cancelled!  Train to Fiveways, a journey my husband used to do everyday, then bus to Midland Arts Centre, aka mac.  




Time for coffee.  I'm looking forward to my day which involves a  seminar , a private viewing of the exhibition and a play.  Not to mention a nice dinner and an Ubu beer


The seminar is very inspiring and some of the speakers would go down well in Greenham.  For example, I learned a lot about art during the Cold War.  

The exhibition by Sally Payen is great and I had the privilege of meeting the artist at the end of the course..

Invisible Woman and the Telephone Tree, 2017



Cross Stitch through the Dirty Page of History 2017


The Remains 2017


Black Cardigan 2016, BlackThread 2017 and Black Sea 2017



Seven Days, Seven Nights, Part 1 and 2




Thursday, 9 November 2017

The West Midlands; here I come

I've travelled up to Lichfield by Cross Country train.  It was easonably uneventful.  Lovely to be staying with the C's.  And even better that Brewhouse and Kitchen 
has a branch here now.  We have a great evening. 
 

Tuesday, 7 November 2017

London Again


The trains are a nightmare today, cancellations x2 and the points playing up again.  When are we going to have a decent infrastructure?  I recover with a coffee on Piccadilly then it's off to see my art historian!  

She takes me to Jasper Johns: Something resembling truth
The exhibition is great byt the title strange.  I enjoy his uplifting work.


Painted Bronze, 1960


Regrets, 2013


0 through 9, 1961

It's warm enough to eat a wrap in St James Churchyard.  We have a nice natter.

Then I am transported to Dali-Duchamp
This is a fascinating exhibition about the links between these two artists

 Salvador Dali has a very interesting personailty, he is a damaged genius.  Not sure I would like him but he was very comical.  Duchamp  is an amazing modern artist and a much calmer person

 Apparition of Face and Fruit Dish on a beach , Dali 1938

Follow the links to read more about these artists. 

I'm feeling lazy in this blog post!