The NHS

My Nan at Christmas last year

I spent many hours in Brighton's A&E department last night. My 92 year old nan was ill and needed help. I had no entertainment whilst we waited for different nurses and doctors to do their thing as I've ditched my iPhone for my own health reasons, but that gave me plenty of time to observe and think. It made me think how different our healthcare would be if it were private. It made me think what a debt of gratitude we should have for all those people (many from outside the UK) that work tirelessly to keep the NHS going. I observed workers having to deal with difficult (drunk) patients, doing everything they could to stop them inflicting even more damage to themselves. When the senior consultant came to see my Nan, he gently held her hand, talked and listened to her in such a calming way, whilst the cacophony of sound around us did its best to distract. It warmed my tired heart. 

As of writing my Nan is stable in hospital.