Experiences with NHS.

Quiet, just a little quiet would be heavenly. The noise is relentless
The incessant noise of the ward went on, and nighttime chatter and laughter of the nurses was defenseless.

Sleep, a forgotten dream, fear and panic my new friends. Stress and pain were all I knew.

Endless ward rounds. Cleaners doctors, nurses. So many ‘carers’ around but honestly no one gives a shit about you.


You have broken your back dear and quite badly too
But we are so clever and so we can fix you like new.

We will put you in a corset and Dr will be here to see you sometime.
He is a really talented surgeon he’ll put you back together, you will be just fine.


Are you not hungry dear, what’s that you say,

you can’t reach your dinner okay dear I’ll clear it away.

Have you washed dear Oh! only your face and hands.

Why not the rest of you, I don’t understand.

Right your in a corset and you cannot move,

Huh! I’d better wash you no doubt you’ll improve.


OMG! The nights are so long

And the noise of their natter goes on and on.

The old lady at the end of the ward has lost her mind

She keeps calling for her daughter who spends all day with her ..she’s kind.

The nurses are sick of her calling out

So they  have put a note at the end of her bed telling her where she is , does it help…I doubt.


I ring the bell because my stomach hurts it takes ages for someone to come

Thank goodness I have a catheter or my bed would be permanently wet.

I am left on the bedpan for half an hour or so, I cannot move, remember I am in a corset .

The lady next to me keeps crying  what can I do

She is braking her heart but she can’t  tell me why she is so blue.


Nobody talks to these poor lost souls all they need is the touch of a hand

A kind word or a gentle look , a little time to smile at them and make them feel grand.

Time drags for me , fear and pain haunt me so

And to make things worse my guts ache as to the toilet I just cannot go!


Nobody listens , nobody cares, as long as your drug chart is right

They are too busy  to listen , to help, or stop your pain when it grabs you late at night.

Am I exaggerating ? I do not know.  Am I exaggerating?  I do not think so

I know I was frightened and in pain, I know the old ladies made me weep , sad memories I know.


There is more I could tell  you but for now that’s enough

I don’t like these memories they are churning me up.

Something is missing from the NHS  today

The caring and kindness is drifting away.


I wanted to help they old ladies their sad cries echo in my head

I wanted to comfort and care for them but I was  unable to get up out of my bed.






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