The Unexpected Visitor

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 29, 2018

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The Unexpected Visitor:

The doorbell rang at 7:45pm and Sharon a healthcare support assistant who worked on Peter Bruff Ward answered the door. It was Gareth and Shirley Davies, Zackary’s parents.
“Hello, Mr and Mrs Davies are you here to see Zackary?” Sharon asked.
“Yes, we’ve come to take him home with us as we cannot trust any of you to take care of our son as instead of making him better you’re making him worse!” said Shirley furiously.
“But Dr Ashoka hasn’t allowed him leave!” Sharon responded.
Sharon saw Zackary walking down the corridor towards his parents with a small push push suitcase  and a Tesco woven bag that contained his belongings.
“ Ma, dad” said Zackary as he embraced his parents into a hug.
“Sharon, I would like to be allowed into the storage cupboard as I have some of my belongings in there!” said Zackary.
“But Zack, I have already explained to your parents you haven’t been given any leave!” said Sharon who was still trying to get her point across to Zackary and his parents.
“I don’t care I want to be far away from this ward as possible so if you don’t mind!” said Zackary angrily.
“Okay!” said Sharon glumly as she opened the storage cupboard and Zackary collected his belongings and handed two letters one addressed to Robert Mamore the manager of Peter Bruff Ward, and Dr Ashoka his consultant.
“Make sure they get them said Zackary as he handed Sharon the two letters.
So with that Zackary left the ward with his parents.
The next day Daphne the charge nurse who was on duty handed the letter to the manager and sent Dr Ashoka’s letter via the staff post.
Once in his office, Robert opened the letter. And to his horror the Davies family had reported them to the Care Quality Commission (CQC) and had written to their local MP Gary Watkinson about the way the staff had treated their son as well as the other sixteen patients.
Robert decided to give the Davies family a call.
“Hello is Mrs Davies there?” asked Robert.
“I am yes” she replied.
“Look I’m sorry about this, please don’t do this to we’re trying our best!” Robert pleaded.
“Sorry isn’t medicine you’ll hear from Mr Watkinson the MP and the CQC. It’s out of our hands now. This time you’ll either be given a warning or get shut down altogether for the nasty deeds you’ve done! I’ve worked as a nurse on a ward and have taught as a university lecturer in nursing and have never seen what you and your colleagues have to our son and the other sixteen patients! Good luck you’ll need it!” she answered and put the phone down.


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