Thursday, March 09, 2017


Unbelievable but absolutely true sequel to my last post:

A few minutes ago I got a phone call from the hospital where I was due to have an echocardiogram yesterday morning (which I missed) offering me a new appointment this Saturday11th March, rather than on 27th April as they said yesterday. Of course I accepted very gratefully.

Even more amazing is the fact that the lady I spoke to had been trying to phone me, unsuccessfully, since yesterday. The reason she couldn't reach me was because my landline phone number was changed, against my wishes, when I changed telephone provider recently. (Don't get me started on that infernal story!) However the  lady did not give up: she took the trouble to get in touch with my local GP's practice to verify my phone number and fortunately, I had told them just a couple of days ago about the new number. So the saintly NHS lady found me and all's well.

May blessings and cash rain down upon the blessed NHS.


Tom said...

Now you can stop hating yourself, as well!

Natalie d'Arbeloff said...

Yes, Tom. I love myself. Most of the time.

Should Fish More said...

Good, hope your echo turns out well. Now for some satire....

But, but, my guvment tells me those 'socialized medicine' stuff, single party, one system is bad, bad can it be that it takes months here for an specialized doc appt (unless you're rich) can this be that you have a caring person and prompt appt in a badbadbad system?????


Natalie d'Arbeloff said...

Ha ha ha! Thanks SFM.

Indeed the multiple-party system over here currently seems like an illusion. And the venerable NHS, this wonderfully humane, human-serving reality, is in danger of being sneakily dismantled/transformed by a short-sighted, self-centered, uncaring and unprincipled government. Sounds familiar?

Catalyst said...