Some three years ago I railed about the failure of the NHS services on the Isles of Scilly to diagnose a triple fracture of my shoulder. I complained to the then primary healthcare trust and about the misdiagnosis by the GP run hospital on St Mary’s. Since then it looked to me that the service had improved.Little did I know I was about to test it again.
On a gloriously fine Friday my wife Margaret were sitting out on the terrace of the Ruined Cottage cafe on Tresco while two of our grandchildren were playing on the beach. Suddenly my wife complained of feeling dizzy and moved into the shade. Within seconds her speech had become slurred, her vision impaired and she could hardly communicate.
What I didn’t realise is that she had had a stroke totally out of the blue. What happened next virtually saved the day The waiter…
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