I did a DNA which was the hospital’s fault !
On a ward, due to admittance with DKA while pregnant (well actually in a private room as there was no bed available on a ward, so didn’t get to see many nurses – after reading the other thread about hospital disasters I view this as having been a blessing) my diabetic clinic appointment was the following morning. Come lunchtime, when I realised and mentioned it to the nurse who had brought me a torture tray -I mean something vaguely resembling food – I was popped into an ambulance and driven round the hospital grounds to see the consultant who had waited after clinic hours to see me.