This was the ground outside the Accident and Emergency Department of The Royal Sussex Hospital in Brighton. You may be able to spot:
- Discarded frilly pants
- A number of cigarette butts (it’s a No Smoking area)
- A splodge
- A feather
- A bit of unidentified brown
The reality of hospitals is very different from what I’ve imagined they were like for years. I’ve been really lucky in not having to spend much time in hospitals in my life. In my head hospitals were full of people with saucepans stuck on their heads. Or kids having their tonsils out. In reality it isn’t like that. It’s full of lots of people who look really sick. Grey people wheeling their drips outside so they can gasp a fag.
Not nice.
It’s not the fault of the NHS though.
were those knickers yours? congratulations to both of you on your new arrivals!!
Hospitals are grim. My girlfriend has spent the last couple of years in and out of those white walls.
It’s always the same, she gets better and they release her, not actually knowing what was wrong and more importantly, not giving the vital information on how to avoid coming back in.
As a result she was in and out on a regular schedule.
Tooting was by far the worse. Not even knowing that she was a patient there, it took me 2 hours to locate her. There seems to be a massive lack of communication within the hospitals.
Is the NHS to blame?
Partly, because the staff I’ve met really don’t give a shit.