"Admission to Royal Preston Hospital Gynae unit"

I was admitted for a Gynae operation in June. My husband was not allowed to stay with me.

I saw a nurse straight away and was sent to a toilet to change into a hospital nightie, robe and operation stockings. There was no where to put my clothes and I had to go into the reception area to sit down to put on the stockings. I then had to go into a waiting room with three other ladies (who were strangers) and wait to be called for my operation.

No one came to speak to us other than to take us for our operations, needless to say I was last to go for my operation 7 hours after I'd arrived. There was a television in this waiting room which only had one channel, ITV. I found this process very traumatic and out of order.