I’ve been away for a week leading a fieldtrip and marking the results (I work at a university). Fun, as I’m sure you can imagine. Anyway.
I had to spend this morning in hospital, in UCHG. Fourth time in as many months – still another test result to wait for. They think there’s nothing seriously wrong with me, at least not my heart – now they question my thyroid or something. I’m not quite sure what that is, eve, I should probably look it up.
I mention this purely for one reason. There’s been a lot of fuss in the media about the health service, and I’m sure I’ve bashed it enough myself, and will again. And I just want to be absolutely clear when I say that the treatment and care I have recieved in UCHG has been top class. The people working there are just fantastic, and they are doing it under so much pressure and without enough resources. I have nothing but praise for the health service staff I’ve dealt with there.
The problems in our health service are at the top level administration, not the people working to help patients. That’s all.
