Victoria Krauze, Scottsville
(“Probe into amputation” February 13). Two years ago, in November, my husband collapsed and we took him to Kraaifontein hospital in the early hours of the morning.
When we got to the door, there was no one to help us and only the security guard came to the gates at the trauma unit and he ran to fetch a wheelchair. All of the nurses were on their phones and laughing and talking to one another while my husband was in pain.
They gave him a calming tablet and then put him on one of the beds. A few hours later, they told me that my husband passed away because of a heart attack, but they did not do anything to save his life. They only gave him a calming pill.
I am still trying to come to terms with his death because I know the nurses and doctors did not try their best to save my husband.
For the past two years, I have locked myself in my room because I am still waiting for my husband to come back from the hospital saying they’ve helped him. Sometimes I even want to go there to look for him, but my family reminds me that he is no longer with us.
Something must be done about that health centre. People sit there bleeding, others sit there for hours and, just like me, some people go home without their loved ones.