Dafty

Holly with her favourite toy :)

A long, frustrating day of waiting for the hospital to discharge dad. It went from 9:30am to 11:30am to waiting for them to phone us, to not being able to get through to anyone one on the ward at all, to mum and James deciding to just go to the hospital to find out what was happening. The difference between Rotherham hospital and Bassetlaw (where mum was cared for) is unbelievable. It was early evening before they finally got home and even then his medication wasn't ready so my brother had to go back  to the hospital later that evening to collect it.

The whole experience has made me terrified about the future of the NHS. Why doesn't the government just give it more money? They can find the money easily enough for guns, weapons and war and HS2. It makes me so angry.

Back-blip