blood on the wall and curtain next to my wife's bed, notes lost more than once, some poor clinical practice on the ward. Just generally pisspoor.

Or just before Christmas when me mum had a fall and spent an hour lying in pain on a cold pavement while the paramedic who turned up in a in a car and was stuck waiting for the ambulance moaned about how her shift was supposed to be over, because she was clearly the one really suffering in the situation.

Or last year when I put my hand in a chop saw and the nurse who was cleaning up the mess grabbed some opened unused swabs from the treatment tray on the next cubical and reacted like I'd sworn at her when I asked that she didn't put them on my wounds.

My theory about the NHS is if there's an activity that needs five people to be competent, caring, professional, it'll get fucked up along the way, even if the other 4 are doing a good job.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Fri 2 Mar 2012, 18:14, Reply)