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we are not numbers

I had a relatively quiet week at work, off the wards, so tackled my to-do list. It’s a long list. I chose my least favourite task, writing the ward rota for the Respiratory Consultants. Why is a Consultant doing this tedious task, you may ask? This is a symptom of more than a decade of underinvestment in the NHS and the false economy of cuts, and more cuts, to a dwindling admin support team, resulting in more and more tasks being piled onto the clinical workforce. It would have been unthinkable to expect a Consultant to write a rota ten years ago. From a public and organisational perspective, it makes no sense to have employees who are paid well for their expertise and experience, performing admin tasks. Whilst I wrestle with excel spreadsheets, and attempt to solve hierarchical constraints problems, I am not delivering or improving patient care. Not only this, an undervaluing of admin in the NHS has led to low staff retention and poor patient experience. False economy is a feature of the modern NHS. Next time a politician talks about ‘cutting backroom staff’, remember that the work of the backroom does not go away, it just lands on the desk of the front line staff.

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Every day I pray for love

I was off work this week, but somehow found myself even more busy than usual. Being off work I had more time to watch the live streamed horrors in Gaza and Lebanon. I signed more petitions. I stepped up my boycott of companies profiting from Israel’s crimes. I sent money directly to a family in Khan Younis. Osama is 22, the oldest of 8 siblings, trying to keep his displaced family safe. His father needs medication, but with Israel’s military targeting hospitals and killing healthcare workers, leaving no functioning health service, very little is available. Almost no aid is entering Gaza. I can’t watch. I can’t not watch. I feel hollow.

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Week 0

I started this blog in 2011 because my job makes me think a lot – about people, life, death, injustice and how things could be better.” I often feel that I have too many thoughts, too many things to share, but not enough time to write a fully formed article or blog post. My partner writes week notes, a summary of things he’s working on, things that have happened in the week and things he has read or seen. Inspired by him, I’m going to give them a go.

It is week 41 of 2024, not a typical time for new starts. I am fighting my need for order and convention, attempting to accept that it is fine to start at any time other than week 1 of January. After all, these numbers are arbritrary and there are other calendars in which October doesn’t even exist, or New Year moves according to lunar cycles. In the Aztec calendar it is Day Ocelotl (Jaguar) which seems a great day to start something new.

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