A moan, a kind word, a rant, anything and everything about the British public, good and bad, who use the NHS from a grumpy old male nurse. And a word or two about some of the morons who seem to inhabit my world.
I see Fabrice Muamba has decided to retire from football after his cardiac arrest earlier this year. I wish him well in the future and hope he can go on to have a long and happy life. Unfortunately he is still thanking god for saving him "I thank God that I am alive" although in fairness he is also thanking the team who saved him, "I thank God that I am alive and I pay tribute once again to the members of the medical team who never gave up on me." So he is thanking god for saving him but I don't see anywhere that he is thanking god for giving him his arrest in the first place. The ability of the religious mind to fail to make any connections to reality never fails to amaze me. So we have to assume that it was a devil or some bad fairy that caused the initial collapse.
I am a middle aged Nurse Practitioner who has worked in the NHS for over a quarter of a century. If you think you recognise anyone in the posts - you dont, no, really, you dont. All names have been changed to protect the guilty as God is expected to take care of the innocent as a matter of course. I have no wish to be sacked for breaking patient confidentiality. Any opinions expressed here are completely my own and bear no resemblance to NHS policy or procedures and in some cases they will bear no resemblance to sanity.