Kilonshele my people….
Apologies for the gap between posts, I have been concentrating on finishing my 2nd book. It’s been an eventful week. I felt unwell on Tuesday night and I dragged myself to UCL A&E where I was diagnosed with suspected appendicitis, which was confirmed by the surgeon on Wednesday morning. By Wednesday afternoon, I was on the operating table.
I have noticed a number of “negative” reports about the NHS in the media lately so I want to use to post to acknowledge all the staff that looked after me during my brief stay in hospital, from the receptionist to the surgeon who performed my surgery. All the staff were friendly, professional and above all compassionate. I would say that a minimum of 20 staff helped me on my road to recovery. From the nurse who first examined me in the A&E to the many nurses who looked after me during my pre and post surgery. I didn’t appreciate what a great institution the NHS is until my recent stay. Nurses are probably one of the most under appreciated members of our society, this is a role. I am grateful that I fell ill in the UK. I went into hospital without worry about any financial burden and was treated by world-class staff. There are so a many countries across the world where thousands die as a result of such surgeries.
I would like to use this post to urge the public to support the NHS and the staff in anyway they can. We honor our soldiers and sports stars, I propose we set a day aside to celebrate our NHS staff. They are the very embodiment of compassion in a world of growing apathy. I call on the government to close the tax loopholes and force Google and Starbucks to pay their fair share.
I wish I could write more, but I am still in some considerable pain as I recover from my surgery. The NHS could be the last bastion of what it means to be British.
NHS staff, KKB salutes you.