![AllForProgress_'s tweet photo. There is a plastic chair beside every hospital bed in Britain, and if you have ever sat in one for someone you love, you've learned some very hard truths about modern life, specifically that, if you want to get better in a modern healthcare system, you have to demand to be helped to get better.
By the looks of it a real nurse put this into words recently and it's making the rounds: the patients who recover fastest tend to share the advantage of a relative who shows up and makes a nuisance of themselves.
"Sorry, what does this drug do?"
"Is this optimal? Have you considered all the other alternatives?"
"She is clearly in enormous pain, you cannot delay 'x', please press on and do it immediately."
Only those who have a nuisance like that in their corner get the level of treatment they deserve. In this nurse's words, the rest are "Not neglected. Just not prioritised."
[Hmm, yeah. "Not 'dead'. Just 'not alive anymore'."]
This is entirely true to my experience of dealing with the NHS. My grandmother would have been let die on perhaps six or seven different occasions during her long battle with COPD had my mother not been an absolute tigress in her defence. My wife would have been allowed four extra weeks of debilitating cluster headache that made her beg for relief and think she was dying unless I had told the consultant dealing with her that she wouldn't wait for the deferred appointment and that she would get the occipital lobe anaesthesia she needed NOW.
The NHS, as a concept, is a crown jewel in the British social fabric. But there is a tremendous gap between the marvel of function that it could be and ought to be and the travesty of neglect that it frequently is.
You need only look at what the NHS has admitted about itself. In 2021 a girl called Martha Mills, aged 13, died of sepsis at King's College Hospital. Her mother had said out loud that she feared Martha would die over the bank holiday when the senior doctors were gone. The family's alarms were brushed aside; they were never even told she had sepsis; a coroner later found she would probably have lived had the ward listened and moved her to intensive care in time.
Out of that death came Martha's Rule: an emergency line a family can ring to go over the ward's head when they can see their person slipping and no one will act. In its first 16 months, families rang it more than 10,000 times. In 3,457 of those calls, the relative had spotted a deterioration the ward had missed. And 446 of them ended in a potentially life-saving dash to intensive care. Read that number slowly. 446 times in sixteen months, the thing standing between a patient and the grave was a frightened family member who would not be told to sit down.
A system that cannot function without intervention is a failure. And the people who advocate are resented (the in the Martha's Rule ombudsman one of the girl's relatives wrote: "comments around the fact that I was a nuisance… it was obvious I was not welcome..."). Those without an advocate are lost, the ones the Francis Inquiry found drinking from flower vases, going half a day without water, fed by their own children because no one on the ward had the hands.
The nurses are not the villains. They are too few, spread across too many beds, in a system that long ago chopped the old ward sister's job into a dozen fragments so that nobody any longer holds the whole picture of your mother's care. No responsibility reconciled with accountability. The bill for getting it wrong came to £3.24 billion last year alone in malpractice suits, paid out of the same budget that could not staff the ward.
Progress will put that accountability back where the shouting relative now stands. Safe-staffing ratios written into law for the NHS - no more than 1 nurse to 6 patients by day, 1 to 8 by night - so the hands exist to check on everyone. A named senior nurse answerable for every patient on the ward, every shift, and a named consultant who owns your care from admission to discharge. Someone whose actual job it is to know your mother is slipping, so that her life never again hangs on whether her children knew to make the call.
No one should need a pushy kid to survive a stint in a British hospital. What about all those poor people who don't, who you see sat 12 hours in an A&E because no one's come to see them?
A country is not measured by how it treats the confident and the informed, who will always find a way to be heard, but by whether the old woman in the end bed with no visitors is as safe and looked after as everyone else.
At the minute, the people in the system itself admit that she's not. Making her safe is the entire point of the thing, and it is the work we are asking you to help us do.](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HOPnoeMWAAAOZ1T.jpg)
![AllForProgress_'s tweet photo. There is a plastic chair beside every hospital bed in Britain, and if you have ever sat in one for someone you love, you've learned some very hard truths about modern life, specifically that, if you want to get better in a modern healthcare system, you have to demand to be helped to get better.
By the looks of it a real nurse put this into words recently and it's making the rounds: the patients who recover fastest tend to share the advantage of a relative who shows up and makes a nuisance of themselves.
"Sorry, what does this drug do?"
"Is this optimal? Have you considered all the other alternatives?"
"She is clearly in enormous pain, you cannot delay 'x', please press on and do it immediately."
Only those who have a nuisance like that in their corner get the level of treatment they deserve. In this nurse's words, the rest are "Not neglected. Just not prioritised."
[Hmm, yeah. "Not 'dead'. Just 'not alive anymore'."]
This is entirely true to my experience of dealing with the NHS. My grandmother would have been let die on perhaps six or seven different occasions during her long battle with COPD had my mother not been an absolute tigress in her defence. My wife would have been allowed four extra weeks of debilitating cluster headache that made her beg for relief and think she was dying unless I had told the consultant dealing with her that she wouldn't wait for the deferred appointment and that she would get the occipital lobe anaesthesia she needed NOW.
The NHS, as a concept, is a crown jewel in the British social fabric. But there is a tremendous gap between the marvel of function that it could be and ought to be and the travesty of neglect that it frequently is.
You need only look at what the NHS has admitted about itself. In 2021 a girl called Martha Mills, aged 13, died of sepsis at King's College Hospital. Her mother had said out loud that she feared Martha would die over the bank holiday when the senior doctors were gone. The family's alarms were brushed aside; they were never even told she had sepsis; a coroner later found she would probably have lived had the ward listened and moved her to intensive care in time.
Out of that death came Martha's Rule: an emergency line a family can ring to go over the ward's head when they can see their person slipping and no one will act. In its first 16 months, families rang it more than 10,000 times. In 3,457 of those calls, the relative had spotted a deterioration the ward had missed. And 446 of them ended in a potentially life-saving dash to intensive care. Read that number slowly. 446 times in sixteen months, the thing standing between a patient and the grave was a frightened family member who would not be told to sit down.
A system that cannot function without intervention is a failure. And the people who advocate are resented (the in the Martha's Rule ombudsman one of the girl's relatives wrote: "comments around the fact that I was a nuisance… it was obvious I was not welcome..."). Those without an advocate are lost, the ones the Francis Inquiry found drinking from flower vases, going half a day without water, fed by their own children because no one on the ward had the hands.
The nurses are not the villains. They are too few, spread across too many beds, in a system that long ago chopped the old ward sister's job into a dozen fragments so that nobody any longer holds the whole picture of your mother's care. No responsibility reconciled with accountability. The bill for getting it wrong came to £3.24 billion last year alone in malpractice suits, paid out of the same budget that could not staff the ward.
Progress will put that accountability back where the shouting relative now stands. Safe-staffing ratios written into law for the NHS - no more than 1 nurse to 6 patients by day, 1 to 8 by night - so the hands exist to check on everyone. A named senior nurse answerable for every patient on the ward, every shift, and a named consultant who owns your care from admission to discharge. Someone whose actual job it is to know your mother is slipping, so that her life never again hangs on whether her children knew to make the call.
No one should need a pushy kid to survive a stint in a British hospital. What about all those poor people who don't, who you see sat 12 hours in an A&E because no one's come to see them?
A country is not measured by how it treats the confident and the informed, who will always find a way to be heard, but by whether the old woman in the end bed with no visitors is as safe and looked after as everyone else.
At the minute, the people in the system itself admit that she's not. Making her safe is the entire point of the thing, and it is the work we are asking you to help us do.](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HOPnly-WEAA_CrJ.jpg)
![AllForProgress_'s tweet photo. There is a plastic chair beside every hospital bed in Britain, and if you have ever sat in one for someone you love, you've learned some very hard truths about modern life, specifically that, if you want to get better in a modern healthcare system, you have to demand to be helped to get better.
By the looks of it a real nurse put this into words recently and it's making the rounds: the patients who recover fastest tend to share the advantage of a relative who shows up and makes a nuisance of themselves.
"Sorry, what does this drug do?"
"Is this optimal? Have you considered all the other alternatives?"
"She is clearly in enormous pain, you cannot delay 'x', please press on and do it immediately."
Only those who have a nuisance like that in their corner get the level of treatment they deserve. In this nurse's words, the rest are "Not neglected. Just not prioritised."
[Hmm, yeah. "Not 'dead'. Just 'not alive anymore'."]
This is entirely true to my experience of dealing with the NHS. My grandmother would have been let die on perhaps six or seven different occasions during her long battle with COPD had my mother not been an absolute tigress in her defence. My wife would have been allowed four extra weeks of debilitating cluster headache that made her beg for relief and think she was dying unless I had told the consultant dealing with her that she wouldn't wait for the deferred appointment and that she would get the occipital lobe anaesthesia she needed NOW.
The NHS, as a concept, is a crown jewel in the British social fabric. But there is a tremendous gap between the marvel of function that it could be and ought to be and the travesty of neglect that it frequently is.
You need only look at what the NHS has admitted about itself. In 2021 a girl called Martha Mills, aged 13, died of sepsis at King's College Hospital. Her mother had said out loud that she feared Martha would die over the bank holiday when the senior doctors were gone. The family's alarms were brushed aside; they were never even told she had sepsis; a coroner later found she would probably have lived had the ward listened and moved her to intensive care in time.
Out of that death came Martha's Rule: an emergency line a family can ring to go over the ward's head when they can see their person slipping and no one will act. In its first 16 months, families rang it more than 10,000 times. In 3,457 of those calls, the relative had spotted a deterioration the ward had missed. And 446 of them ended in a potentially life-saving dash to intensive care. Read that number slowly. 446 times in sixteen months, the thing standing between a patient and the grave was a frightened family member who would not be told to sit down.
A system that cannot function without intervention is a failure. And the people who advocate are resented (the in the Martha's Rule ombudsman one of the girl's relatives wrote: "comments around the fact that I was a nuisance… it was obvious I was not welcome..."). Those without an advocate are lost, the ones the Francis Inquiry found drinking from flower vases, going half a day without water, fed by their own children because no one on the ward had the hands.
The nurses are not the villains. They are too few, spread across too many beds, in a system that long ago chopped the old ward sister's job into a dozen fragments so that nobody any longer holds the whole picture of your mother's care. No responsibility reconciled with accountability. The bill for getting it wrong came to £3.24 billion last year alone in malpractice suits, paid out of the same budget that could not staff the ward.
Progress will put that accountability back where the shouting relative now stands. Safe-staffing ratios written into law for the NHS - no more than 1 nurse to 6 patients by day, 1 to 8 by night - so the hands exist to check on everyone. A named senior nurse answerable for every patient on the ward, every shift, and a named consultant who owns your care from admission to discharge. Someone whose actual job it is to know your mother is slipping, so that her life never again hangs on whether her children knew to make the call.
No one should need a pushy kid to survive a stint in a British hospital. What about all those poor people who don't, who you see sat 12 hours in an A&E because no one's come to see them?
A country is not measured by how it treats the confident and the informed, who will always find a way to be heard, but by whether the old woman in the end bed with no visitors is as safe and looked after as everyone else.
At the minute, the people in the system itself admit that she's not. Making her safe is the entire point of the thing, and it is the work we are asking you to help us do.](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HOPnjPCWYAAjlyg.jpg)
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It’s ok when they do it - The new Net Zero energy minister who supported adding VAT to independent schools, so the system was fairer, er … sends her 3 children to private school.
Because when you’re a very wealthy socialist married to a banker, apparently only everyone else should be equal 🤡
This video is only one minute. Alireza is dancing. Before they could hang him, his heart stopped, so he survived but now the Islamic Republic wants to hang him.😔
Please write to leaders and influential people to pick up their phone, call Iran or post publicly, demand they stop.
The Re-turn scheme is one of the biggest scams ever played on the people of Ireland. We pay extra tax on drinks while the private companies who run the scheme are currently holding almost €100 million of our money. They pay themselves very well too… €1.1 million in salaries and €300,000 in directors’ fees and that’s two years ago! Thanks to Sarah Carey in today’s Irish Independent for this wake up call. As usual, this useless Government is failing us.
@JohnCon72636524 Or how lovely and convenient it is to be cremated on the cheap.
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"Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see".
Alan D
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Truth is indestructible! Go farmers 🚜 Know the evil we face. Our enemies story 👉https://t.co/Q3H0hbYUeu 👉https://t.co/pOPLENY9g8
MitreGary
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Former Civil Servant, ex-publican. Views are my own. I follow a range of people because I want to hear a range of views. I refuse to be micro managed by Govt.
Unpopular opinion: I don’t want to see technology evolve any more. I hate that everything needs an app. I hate scanning a QR code just to see a menu. I hate creating an account for every thing. I hate that appliances, light bulbs, cars all want to connect to Wi-Fi. I hate self-checkout becoming the norm. I hate calling a business and talking to a robot instead of a person. I hate that everything requires a password, a verification code, or another subscription.
Stop putting your bottles in the recycling bin. ♻️
We'll charge you 15 cent per bottle instead which you can recoup if you drive to a shop and put them in a different bin, which may or may not even function properly when you get there.
This is to save the environment.
It has nothing to do with private profiteering.
@Artemisfornow Perfect ❤️
Andy Burnham and his new Energy Secretary said they would be ‘pragmatic’ when it came to the North Sea.
But this morning Miatta Fahnbulleh confirmed they will BAN all new oil and gas licences.
How is it pragmatic to favour gas from Norway, the US or Qatar over gas from Britain?
@PeterDClack Which, as schoolchildren in the 1970s, was pretty much what we were told.
Then we grew up, blinked, and the whole thing was turned upside down
🆘📢🆘📢🆘📢🆘📢🆘📢🆘📢🆘📢🆘
They want to hang Iran’s daughters for the crime of being free!!
Melika Azizi, 18.
Niloufar Esfahani, 18.
Diana Taherabadi, 16.
Arghavan Fallahi, 25.
Romina & Taraneh Rahimi, 18.
Arrested. Tortured. Sentenced to death for protesting a regime that fears its own youth.
These are not statistics.
These are lives the world must refuse to let the hangman take.
Raise their names. SHARE THEIR FACES! Demand justice now.
@marklevinshow
@LauraLoomer
@POTUS
#EndTheIslamicRepublic
Publicly and brutally killing bright young people, some still children, for a minor offence against the state is a great evil.
I cannot understand why there isn't greater international outcry.
I hope as they stand there waiting to be hanged, alone and terrified, that they at least know the horror we feel.
Let's believe that ultimately their lives will have contributed to something better.
The Iranian despotate are now on a killing spree executing a series of (truly) brave young people who protested against Khamenei in January.
They are hanged from cranes - craneocide being a special ritual of the Islamic Republic.
Surely this is impossible to ignore, impossible not to protest.
One of the moral tests of our time.
@UN
@andyburnham @Ed_Miliband
King’s College Hospital in London has opened a rooftop garden for critical care patients, with its first patient, a 29-year-old woman dependent on feeding tubes, saying the outdoor space gave her “a real boost to keep on going.”
Arvin Kheirkhah was executed by the islamic regime this morning for taking part in the January Uprising. He was 20.
This was his final message to his family:
"Do not let them forget me. We went for the freedom of our homeland; do not let the path we took be extinguished."
He will never be forgotten.
And he will be avenged.
Absolute evil. Where are the mass demonstrations in the west against this horror?
Why has not a single celebrity spoken up about the horrendous executions of young protestors in Iran?
Why is it not an issue worth giving a damn about?
I guess it is doesn't matter bring the clicks or "likes" or views on TikTok
These are the three protesters who were hanged in Iran yesterday. One was disabled.
The media said nothing.
The voices of universal dignity and international justice said nothing.
The outraged lost no sleep.
The streets held no protest.
The socialist mayors filmed no speeches.
Murdered Iranians don’t fit the white oppressor narrative, so the world ignores the worst atrocities the mind can fathom.
I’m glad that makes you uncomfortable. Maybe it will finally wake you up to what the rest of us had to learn through betrayal:
Humanity is the greatest lie of our time.
@Haggerst1Martin @PolitlcsUK The nursing homes charge thousands a week, not hundreds. My mother was in a very modest one and the bill was £4200/month, with no state support.
Still had to pay for all toiletries etc and arrange all our own hospital visits.
I’ve been repaying my #studentloan for 10 years. I graduated owing £26,000. Today I owe £28,000. I pay £190 a month through my salary, but £220 is added in monthly interest. I’m paying every month, yet the balance keeps increasing. How is that fair?
💯 I've done this stint with my own mother in a large UK hospital. Witnessed things that were beyond appalling. 'Nursing' and 'doctoring' it seems, is losing the ability to care, or even think independently. Not everyone, but enough to overwhelm the system and make it dangerous.
There is a plastic chair beside every hospital bed in Britain, and if you have ever sat in one for someone you love, you've learned some very hard truths about modern life, specifically that, if you want to get better in a modern healthcare system, you have to demand to be helped to get better.
By the looks of it a real nurse put this into words recently and it's making the rounds: the patients who recover fastest tend to share the advantage of a relative who shows up and makes a nuisance of themselves.
"Sorry, what does this drug do?"
"Is this optimal? Have you considered all the other alternatives?"
"She is clearly in enormous pain, you cannot delay 'x', please press on and do it immediately."
Only those who have a nuisance like that in their corner get the level of treatment they deserve. In this nurse's words, the rest are "Not neglected. Just not prioritised."
[Hmm, yeah. "Not 'dead'. Just 'not alive anymore'."]
This is entirely true to my experience of dealing with the NHS. My grandmother would have been let die on perhaps six or seven different occasions during her long battle with COPD had my mother not been an absolute tigress in her defence. My wife would have been allowed four extra weeks of debilitating cluster headache that made her beg for relief and think she was dying unless I had told the consultant dealing with her that she wouldn't wait for the deferred appointment and that she would get the occipital lobe anaesthesia she needed NOW.
The NHS, as a concept, is a crown jewel in the British social fabric. But there is a tremendous gap between the marvel of function that it could be and ought to be and the travesty of neglect that it frequently is.
You need only look at what the NHS has admitted about itself. In 2021 a girl called Martha Mills, aged 13, died of sepsis at King's College Hospital. Her mother had said out loud that she feared Martha would die over the bank holiday when the senior doctors were gone. The family's alarms were brushed aside; they were never even told she had sepsis; a coroner later found she would probably have lived had the ward listened and moved her to intensive care in time.
Out of that death came Martha's Rule: an emergency line a family can ring to go over the ward's head when they can see their person slipping and no one will act. In its first 16 months, families rang it more than 10,000 times. In 3,457 of those calls, the relative had spotted a deterioration the ward had missed. And 446 of them ended in a potentially life-saving dash to intensive care. Read that number slowly. 446 times in sixteen months, the thing standing between a patient and the grave was a frightened family member who would not be told to sit down.
A system that cannot function without intervention is a failure. And the people who advocate are resented (the in the Martha's Rule ombudsman one of the girl's relatives wrote: "comments around the fact that I was a nuisance… it was obvious I was not welcome..."). Those without an advocate are lost, the ones the Francis Inquiry found drinking from flower vases, going half a day without water, fed by their own children because no one on the ward had the hands.
The nurses are not the villains. They are too few, spread across too many beds, in a system that long ago chopped the old ward sister's job into a dozen fragments so that nobody any longer holds the whole picture of your mother's care. No responsibility reconciled with accountability. The bill for getting it wrong came to £3.24 billion last year alone in malpractice suits, paid out of the same budget that could not staff the ward.
Progress will put that accountability back where the shouting relative now stands. Safe-staffing ratios written into law for the NHS - no more than 1 nurse to 6 patients by day, 1 to 8 by night - so the hands exist to check on everyone. A named senior nurse answerable for every patient on the ward, every shift, and a named consultant who owns your care from admission to discharge. Someone whose actual job it is to know your mother is slipping, so that her life never again hangs on whether her children knew to make the call.
No one should need a pushy kid to survive a stint in a British hospital. What about all those poor people who don't, who you see sat 12 hours in an A&E because no one's come to see them?
A country is not measured by how it treats the confident and the informed, who will always find a way to be heard, but by whether the old woman in the end bed with no visitors is as safe and looked after as everyone else.
At the minute, the people in the system itself admit that she's not. Making her safe is the entire point of the thing, and it is the work we are asking you to help us do.
![AllForProgress_'s tweet photo. There is a plastic chair beside every hospital bed in Britain, and if you have ever sat in one for someone you love, you've learned some very hard truths about modern life, specifically that, if you want to get better in a modern healthcare system, you have to demand to be helped to get better.
By the looks of it a real nurse put this into words recently and it's making the rounds: the patients who recover fastest tend to share the advantage of a relative who shows up and makes a nuisance of themselves.
"Sorry, what does this drug do?"
"Is this optimal? Have you considered all the other alternatives?"
"She is clearly in enormous pain, you cannot delay 'x', please press on and do it immediately."
Only those who have a nuisance like that in their corner get the level of treatment they deserve. In this nurse's words, the rest are "Not neglected. Just not prioritised."
[Hmm, yeah. "Not 'dead'. Just 'not alive anymore'."]
This is entirely true to my experience of dealing with the NHS. My grandmother would have been let die on perhaps six or seven different occasions during her long battle with COPD had my mother not been an absolute tigress in her defence. My wife would have been allowed four extra weeks of debilitating cluster headache that made her beg for relief and think she was dying unless I had told the consultant dealing with her that she wouldn't wait for the deferred appointment and that she would get the occipital lobe anaesthesia she needed NOW.
The NHS, as a concept, is a crown jewel in the British social fabric. But there is a tremendous gap between the marvel of function that it could be and ought to be and the travesty of neglect that it frequently is.
You need only look at what the NHS has admitted about itself. In 2021 a girl called Martha Mills, aged 13, died of sepsis at King's College Hospital. Her mother had said out loud that she feared Martha would die over the bank holiday when the senior doctors were gone. The family's alarms were brushed aside; they were never even told she had sepsis; a coroner later found she would probably have lived had the ward listened and moved her to intensive care in time.
Out of that death came Martha's Rule: an emergency line a family can ring to go over the ward's head when they can see their person slipping and no one will act. In its first 16 months, families rang it more than 10,000 times. In 3,457 of those calls, the relative had spotted a deterioration the ward had missed. And 446 of them ended in a potentially life-saving dash to intensive care. Read that number slowly. 446 times in sixteen months, the thing standing between a patient and the grave was a frightened family member who would not be told to sit down.
A system that cannot function without intervention is a failure. And the people who advocate are resented (the in the Martha's Rule ombudsman one of the girl's relatives wrote: "comments around the fact that I was a nuisance… it was obvious I was not welcome..."). Those without an advocate are lost, the ones the Francis Inquiry found drinking from flower vases, going half a day without water, fed by their own children because no one on the ward had the hands.
The nurses are not the villains. They are too few, spread across too many beds, in a system that long ago chopped the old ward sister's job into a dozen fragments so that nobody any longer holds the whole picture of your mother's care. No responsibility reconciled with accountability. The bill for getting it wrong came to £3.24 billion last year alone in malpractice suits, paid out of the same budget that could not staff the ward.
Progress will put that accountability back where the shouting relative now stands. Safe-staffing ratios written into law for the NHS - no more than 1 nurse to 6 patients by day, 1 to 8 by night - so the hands exist to check on everyone. A named senior nurse answerable for every patient on the ward, every shift, and a named consultant who owns your care from admission to discharge. Someone whose actual job it is to know your mother is slipping, so that her life never again hangs on whether her children knew to make the call.
No one should need a pushy kid to survive a stint in a British hospital. What about all those poor people who don't, who you see sat 12 hours in an A&E because no one's come to see them?
A country is not measured by how it treats the confident and the informed, who will always find a way to be heard, but by whether the old woman in the end bed with no visitors is as safe and looked after as everyone else.
At the minute, the people in the system itself admit that she's not. Making her safe is the entire point of the thing, and it is the work we are asking you to help us do.](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HOPnrG7WcAAH_pu.jpg)
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