Wednesday, 26 January 2022
I have a friend who has had six heart operations: three on her valves, one ablation and two cardioversions for irregulat heartbeat; the last one four months ago.
A few days ago she attended her hospital for an ECG test and was told she needed a further cardioversion and that her condition was an ‘emergency’. This could not be carried out immediately because the hospital were short-staffed. ‘Don’t worry’, she was told, ‘you are not going to die’.
The hospital told her she must not leave home as she might collapse. Once home, she felt ill and frightened. Living alone she is entirely dependent on outside support for all her living needs. When she rang the hospital to see if a date could be fixed for the procedure she was told that she could have the cardioversion in a week’s time as a private patient. The cost would be £2,500 with extra costs if they had to keep her as an in-patient. The NHS operation would be two weeks later and would involve the same staff and the same procedure.
She is scared and when I told her she must make sure friends and emergency services were able to gain easy access to her home she started crying with fear and worry. ‘I can’t even peel an orange’ were her final words to me as I left.
A strong supporter of the NHS she has been offered money from friends and relatives if she attends as a private patient. She asked me what I would do in the same circumstances. I said I would start with this blog to declare my contempt for a government that has left her with this dilemma - Your life is safer if you can pay.
Thursday, 20 January 2022
26 March 2022
Woke up to coffee, messages, cards and memories from family and friends. When you get to my age, you understand the importance of living in the moment.
Here is Anne with her collage of postcards from our travels and that is NOT us on that m/bike, but thank you Seb and Grainne for sending it to me. Seven years after my great friend made this banner with words from Maureen, gratitude to Alice for seeing me through difficult times. I'm sorry she didn’t. As for Anne? She saved my life and has been the one who carried me across those deep waters.
Thursday, 6 January 2022
The Guardian reports that "Two entrepreneurs with no apparent background in healthcare have made £20m – and could make tens of millions more – after landing roles as middlemen between the UK government and a US firm that won £3.7bn of contracts to supply lateral flow tests. Charles Palmer, whose background is in property, and Kim Thonger, a former shoe retailer, are the co-owners of Disruptive Nanotechnology, a business that had just £85 in the bank and debts of £3,592 at the end of 2019."
Meanwhile Boris Johnson says some hospitals feel "at least temporarily overwhelmed” and heart attack patients calling 999 in parts of northern England are being asked to get a lift instead of waiting for an ambulance.
My question is: what has happened to the £37 billion which was available to the NHS for the Covid crisis. A rhetorical question because we know it went into the pockets of Disruptive and other Tory crony companies.
It’s only because an ambulance came for me within minutes of being called that I am here today. And the NHS has saved my life on three occasions. I would call down nine of the biblical plagues, water turning to blood, frogs, lice, flies, livestock pestilence, boils, hail, locusts and darkness, on this evilly corrupt government, but then they would need the NHS to save their lives.