Hospitable Hospitals.


Today, a close member of my family has gone into hospital for surgery.

It’s been hanging over our heads for the past few months. We first became aware of the problem towards the end of last year. Doctors initially suggested that it could be fixed without an operation, then changed their minds a few months back.

Thankfully, the prognosis is good; the course of action being taken is largely preventative and definitely the best route to take in the long term. It is, however, major surgery – which does have risks – and recovery could be a relatively slow process.

The NHS has been fantastic throughout. I don’t know why they get such a bad press. Though to be fair, most of this comes from the bad press: the Daily Mail, et al.

The lead-up to today will hopefully be the worst bit. Every step after this will be a step closer to recovery. My immediate family have rallied around, but are starting to feel the strain.

I look forward to a few months from now, when today will be a dim, distant memory.
 

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