Manchester Royal Infirmary

I feel i need to pass comment here because people in Manchester are always telling me how rubbish the MRI is, i thought it was excellent. I like it, so there, na na na na na.
When I worked in a kitchen at a pub, I cut the end of my finger off. I went here, at 11pm on a Sunday night, and they fixed it.
I was seen quickly and by people who really obviosuly knew what they were doing. I really appreciate them fixing my finger.
There were plenty of nightime drunks there as well and they were dealt with really well, being looked after but not allowed to cause the likes of me trouble.
Good lads (the doctors and staff not the drunks).

As it is impossible to give a review for this enormous hospital as a whole, I shall rate it on my own experiences.
Sadly, several of my experiences involve A&E at 3am, which I’m sure is never a pleasant experience in any given city in the UK. On one occasion my rather large friend had fallen on Oxford Road and landed on me which resulted in a rather enormous bulge appearing in my arm. After convincing the receptionist that the cause of my injury was ‘play fighting’ and waiting approximately 2 hours I was taken through and sat in a room with a man with blood gushing from his leg. He seemed very keen to assure me that he hadn’t had anything to drink before he crashed his car… worryingly keen. Finally the nurse told me that my arm wasn’t broken and would probably get better soon (I can still feel the bulge 5 years later!) and I was free to go home. This was the first time that I had spent alone with one of my new university friends, who later turned into my boyfriend. Who knows, without the long wait at A&E whilst watching awful American soccer at 4am, romance may never have blossomed. The other visits involve similar stories — long waits but helpful, professional staff.
On another occasion I went to A&E with a friend at around 7am the morning after Halloween — I remember this as I was still covered in fake blood, which I’m sure was slightly confusing for staff at the hospital. She’d broken her toe doing the hoovering as she couldn’t sleep. The waiting time was much shorter than the 3am visits, the staff were yet again friendly and professional and she was given crutches and strict orders never to hoover again.
Finally, my boyfriend’s Grandma once broke her hip whilst visiting Manchester, so had to stay in MRI for a while. I think she strangely quite enjoyed the experience, and especially the food from the little café, and she still gets Christmas cards from all of her fellow patients.
I’m giving MRI 4 stars despite its long waiting times. I know a nurse who works there and often works ridiculously long shifts (7am to 11pm-​ish) to help the people of Manchester. Amazingly, the overstretched staff are, in my experience, never rude despite what they have to put up with.

As a medical student I spent a great deal of my time over the past few years roaming in and out of MRI, and as a student have spent a great deal of my time over the past few years roaming in and out of the A&E. Not always for myself, mind you. There was my friend who I suspected had had a heart attack. And that homeless guy.
The point is that MRI does very well for what is essentially an end-​of-​night stop-​off for the vast majority of party-​goers in Manchester. It manages to handle the vast supply of idiots the local pubs and clubs throw at it, as well as the actual sick people. Well done, MRI, well done.
And only in Manchester does it not surprise me to have a down-​and-​dirty pub literally at the main entrance of the hospital. It’s filled with ex-​patients recovering, inpatients having a quick cheeky pint, and would-​be patients gearing up for their next fight/​accident/​liver failure.

It’s neither my place nor my style to disparage the word of a lady, and whilst I’m sure a DJ really did save the life of Rose Marie Ramsey and really don’t recommend any else waiting a booth should they need a heart op or even stitches for that matter.
A much better idea would be to visit the fantastic Manchester Royal Infirmary.
Whilst the A&E is definitely more akin to one that Spiritualised were singing about rather than Goldfrapp, it does at least have a mercifully efficient system that sees you seen to in no time at all.
Turning up one Saturday morning I was expecting to have to contend with the usual Friday night baddies that had not yet been seen to. I was fully prepared for a ten hour stint of plastic bucket chairs and bad coffee. I got none of that. After a brief chat with one surprisingly chipper casualty, who humorously recounted for me the tale of how he came to fall from his conservatory roof, I was immediately whisked off for an X-​Ray. Two minutes later I had my results. Five minutes later I was on Oxford Rd with a clean bill of health.

As a hospital staffer, I think this hospital is top of the ranks in the North West. It is perfectly placed and well looked after.
Of course, this would get first choice as it is the city hospital but to be all honest, it ain’t worth shouting from the rooftops in comparison tp others.
Yes, they have more services than your local ones with Plastics and more for children, but people seem to forget how hard the other hospitals work.
Its refurbishment has made an incredible change and made the public happier and I must say it is spotless. I always get lost here. Good hospital, good staff and all free for us!

This place is an absolute godsend to the NHS. I went in a with a cut elbow (a drinking accident I am ashamed to say) and was seen, stitched and bandaged all within an hour!
The staff were incredibly friendly the hospital itself was spotlessly clean. This place honestly made feel relaxed when to be honest my experiences of hospitals in the past have been not the best… to say the least!