Back in Love with the NHS

Today, I went for an update on my vaccinations - and since I only needed a second round of hepatitis A, it only took five minutes. Nurse Jane and I spent the rest of the time talking about democracy in Zimbabwe, dengue fever and poverty in Sri Lanka, and whether it was possible to return to the kind of wartime cooperation that Britain saw in the 1940s and 50s. I told her about my chin injury and how she was out of the office when I came in dizzy and bleeding heavily from the face, and she looked at my scar and complimented my body's healing processes. And this is how I fell back in love with the NHS.