07.26.04
Too many hospitals
I spent most of the last week watching my grandmother die in hospital.
I’m drained, emptied, exhausted. I really don’t have anything coherent to say about her, or about the whole experience. More than that, I don’t have anything about it all I want to share with the shadow world. I’m sure you understand.
Let me add, though, that the next person I hear criticising the NHS is going to get a piece of my mind. It’s a common mistake to think that a hospital is there to provide treatment. It’s not. It’s there to provide care.
The amount of care I’ve seen in the last few days is extraordinary. It’s both heartening and humbling, and I am immensely grateful on my behalf, and on behalf of my family.