I enjoy a quiet Sunday in which I just procrastinate all day before I focus on my music work. However, with mum being in hospital, the procrastination turns to worry.

Today has been a worrying Sunday for me. Mum is due for some kind of keyhole surgery for the fluid in her lung. Once again, there has been not one person to explain to us what is going to happen with this. We only take mum’s information as hard evidence right now. I really have to get an appointment with her Professor this week.

According to mum they are going to either ’seal or glue her lung’ (If there are any medical people who have stumbled across this blog get in touch please.. )

Is the NHS in the West Of Scotland really that bad when it comes to obtaining some information regarding the prognosis of a patient? They do seem to be really understaffed.

Why does one have to make appointments to get two questions answered? My family are so worried about all of this, and someone in that hospital should speak to us instead of giving cagey answers.

If my mother cant be saved, then her family has a right to know.

By the time I get an appointment to speak with someone, my mum might be dead.

I never knew that the NHS could be this bad.