Speaking from his private hospital bed, Wayne Prosser told reporters of his nightmare experience. “It was horrible, we were all lined up in beds with tubes holding us in place. They would come in every couple of hours in their blue uniforms and walk slowly down the room looking at us. The one in the white coat seemed to be the leader, he decided who has next to go. They would wheel the poor chap away and we would never see them again.”
Wayne was scheduled to go in for a heart transplant but fortunately the surgeon didn’t read the notes and amputated his leg instead. Although it has ended his promising amateur football career, Wayne believes he is lucky. “If the surgeon could read I’d probably be dead now. I’m an engineer and I’d only gone in there to service the heating system.”
Wayne escaped by hiding in the slops trolley after lunch. “They used to bring this horrible mince stuff round twice a day. It was pretty inedible so they needed a big trolley to take it all way. I hopped inside and buried myself under the leftovers. I was eventually found by a dog walker after being tipped into a field nearby where they kept the horses.”
Chief Nurse Lousie Fletcher was unavailable for comment.
Chief Nurse Louise Fletcher