NHS calls in Military to run ambulances.
I just hope rivalries twixt NHS and Military are sorted out! Many years ago, a Military Ambulance transferred me for Polio treatment from Millbank Military Hospital in London to the Royal National Orthopaedic Hospital at Stanmore. Polio leaves you with pain everywhere, so the nurses used to wrap me in a sheet, rather than trying to dress me in a nightdress or PJs.
As my father was in the Navy, I was first taken to Millbank for assessment, then transferred. On my jourmey I had a full Military escort, as only the Services can provide: two male orderlies/drivers in full khaki uniform, and two female Queen Alexandra nurses in their elegant red capes. (see left)
Marching me smartly on my trolley into the ward, out of the corner of my eye I saw Sister shoot out of her office, calling up her ‘troops’ as she swept down her ward to take over. It was obvious she wasn’t having any strange nurses, especially Military, on her patch!
Elbowing the these nurses aside, she proceeded to whip the sheets off my trolley – leaving me fully exposed – stark naked.
No doubt this made a lively tale when everyone returned to quarters, I’ll always remember receiving a lovely ‘care parcel’ from the Military team, including delicious Meltis new berry fruits, as a kind memento.
I do wonder what happened to those capes – very good for patient morale!