I Come Out In Favour Of Hospital Grub.

I have been in and out the UHNS the last few weeks, it happens like that you know. First off, can I use this blog to thank the staff of the Cardiac Lab, Ward 76, and the Intervention team for all the care they once again give me.

What I want to talk about is food at the Hospital, which to say the least as come in for a bit of a kicking over the last year or so in the local paper.

I know all the thing about local food cooked on site, and yes, I agree with that. The problem is that its not done at the moment, but the food you get in there is top rate, and you get all you need.

OK, breakfasts a bit basic, but you get what you need at that time of day- Corn Flakes, as much toast as you can eat and the old NHS coffee (there’s always some one willing to go to the coffee machine for you after).

Lunch is the hot meal for the day, and I got some outstanding ones, there’s always a good Pie, a Curry, Meat and Veg or Fish up for grabs. I’m not one for a desert but I enjoyed a few of them to, the Apple Pies very nice indeed, and if you don’t like Custard, and I can’t abide it ,the staff slip you a bit of Ice Cream, which is more then nice of them.

The evening meals menu is very nice to, a good dish of Hot Soup, a few nice butties or a large plate of salad and meat, a bag of Crisps if you want, Cheese, Crackers and a large slice of cake. All of this washed down with as much NHS Coffee, Tea, Orange or Apple juice as you like.

All this mixed in with the stuff you loved ones smuggle in on the pitiful one hour a day visiting at the moment because of the S ’n’ D thing, and your eating like a king with very little expense to yourself. Even the Coffee at a 75p a cup is as good as you would pay a good few quid for in a café.

To be honest, much of the criticism levelled at the UHNS Food I think is just unfounded. If you take time to read the menu-lets face it, your in the hospital, there an’t much to do- , fill it in right and not be that much of a guts as you don’t want chips on the side of everything or feel the need to cram £15 worth of ruddy Pizza in your gob of a night, witch some loon was going on about the other week, then your on to a winner. I just hope I don’t have to eat it again for a bit, not that I didn’t enjoy it, but I don’t like being in hospital at times.