Friday, May 4, 2012
The Compassionate NHS Staff
As is the counter-intuitive nature of prison, it took me five minutes to book out to go on home leave but over half an hour to book back in. As part of the bureaucratic web, I had to present myself to Healthcare to be certified "fit" on return, as I was certified fit on release. Unsurprisingly, this gives rise to the uniquely prison word, to be "fitted". This is not the same as to be "fitted up"!
Standing at the hatch in Healthcare I declared myself broadly fit, but asked for some Ibuprofen for my aching back. The nurse turned to her colleague and said, "You keep working, so we can keep giving these lads free stuff".
"Urn, excuse me", I said, "but we are prohibited from bringing back any medicines from home leave. And as I have cancer, I have free prescriptions for life anyway."
"Well done" said the nurse, and threw me a pack of pills.
I haven't put in a single complaint since I arrived at this prison. This is a record for me but I have bit my tongue. Having nurses spewing their bilious attitude is one issue which I am seriously considering not letting go.
A big fat official complaint to her NHS bosses may well be in progress. Am I right?