You know what? The NHS isn’t perfect!
There you go I said it. They make mistakes, they get things wrong sometimes and they’re not always able to mend what is broken.
But what they do is amazing given the constant put downs, budget cuts, staff shortages and generalised bitching from the public and the powers that be.
There are news reports everywhere at the moment about issues with our local hospital. Splashed across the papers and TV news, accusations of poor practice, rumours turned into truth simply because it has been repeated often enough. I’m not to going to dignify any of them by giving you a link, I’m sure you’ve all seen it or heard it.
Well before you judge, before you decide that you know better and shoot off your opinion about it all, pause and think about it.
Could you do better?
No you probably couldn’t.
In fact most of you will never even try.
You will never walk a mile in their very tired shoes.
You will never give up your family Christmas to spend the day on your feet, abused and exhausted to look after someones else family.
You won’t miss that important assembly at school because you are up to your elbows in it, with a dozen people clamouring for your attention and dealing with the grief of a family who have lost a loved one.
And remember – this is all provided for free!
You can crash your car, break you leg, burst your appendix and they will pick up the pieces, put you back together and won’t send you a bill at the end of it.
They don’t care how much you earn, or whether your insurance will cover the cost of the treatment, they will just fix you.
And yes I have experienced them getting it wrong, before you accuse me of being biased!
My mum is no longer with us because the system failed her, something very simple to fix was missed and mishandled and she passed away. So yeah I do understand how it feels. I get that it goes wrong sometimes and when that happens it really hurts.
But I have also been that person on the ward working til I drop. I have been at work instead with my loved ones for a special occasion. I have been shouted at, slapped, and abused. I have stood in front of relatives unable to offer the service they need because the government won’t cough up the cash, and sat by the side of someone as they slipped away from this life, because their family were too busy to be there.
And now my baby girl is training to be that person, I have friends who are still on their feet doing that job and they don’t need you to shout the odds and decide you’re an expert and know better.
So please, appreciate what you have, be patient while you wait your turn.
Lets all be grateful for what we have and give them a chance to do what they are trained to do!
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