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I am neither a politician nor an economist. I am an impatient out-patient with cancer. It is not an insult to the NHS to point out that it is broken, that it has been broken by governments run by people on private healthcare who believe in competition as the supreme good.
The hand sanitiser in the bathroom has still not been fixed. Emergency phone numbers are no longer in use, or never answered. The system is unable to join the dots between the different branches of care. Scans supposed to determine treatment are delayed until after the treatment is scheduled. Nurses walk three floors up to the pharmacy because the pharmacist is too understaffed to answer the phone. I see nurses crying in the car park.
Not so long ago we used to stand on our doorsteps and applaud these people, put posters in our windows in praise of NHS heroes. They were the most key of our Key Workers. Nothing was too much for them: charity bake offs, celeb-zoom-endorsements, sponsored walks around the garden. But now, a pay rise in line with inflation? A whole nineteen pounds an hour for a junior doctor? You've gotta be kidding.
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