So. Sharon spent weeks psyching herself up for this operation. She spent days organising things like child-care with relatives. I took a days leave from work at a value of approximately £100 and gave away £200 worth of disco bookings so I could look after the kids and be with her in hospital. I organised things at work so that I could look after the kids.
Then with just a half hour to go, the hospital cancelled her operation because they ran out of beds.
Arseburgers!
To be honest, I was fuming. I came incredibly close to ringing them and giving them a piece of my mind, not something I do particularly often. But where's the point? What can they do about it?
I had this whole, huge post planned in which I vented my spleen. I was planning to rant about the state of the NHS and the inconsiderate attitude that results in us being put out like this. But I didn't. I took 24 hours to think about it.
To be honest, free health care for everyone is not a privilege that you get everywhere. We've not had to pay extra for this operation and when you operate a national scheme like the NHS there has to be compromises, otherwise we'd all be paying through the nose in our taxes. Let's just hope that her next appointment comes off.
