January 2017 – Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion)

Chess moves, the NHS & Being There

The concept that the minimal viable resources available – aka our staff, are pawns is consistent throughout the system.

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Stick

Indeed, the last walking stick I saw came to a bad end when it wasn’t used as a walking stick.

Funny… De-diagnosing (&de-prescribing)

It’s funny – well, at least to me, in my world of not so funny things; I was going to start this with, ‘Most people will have heard of de-prescribing…’ Then, I realised I didn’t know what I was talking about. This is groupthink & being a specialist all congealed into one. I’ll start atContinue reading “Funny… De-diagnosing (&de-prescribing)”

I may be right?

I think, probably, I know what I am doing. I agree with what you have said. Move in direction A, indicate, prognosticate, plan or decide; determine, direct, suggest or propose. This is how it should be; this is the solution. Yet, there is something inside of me, gnawing, making me question. Everything. Yes. Question whetherContinue reading “I may be right?”

I step out and fall back in time

Yesterday. Last year. 1980. Dozing on speckled carpet. Icy windscreen of rusting Mini. Cocoon of Friday afternoon in front of the telly, after school, winter. Heavy, cherry-wood sideboard under the stairs and mysterious books lining the walls; Shakespeare the eternal Bard, dark curtains hiding the entrance; behind which an old-fashioned Singer sewing machine; w/ foot-plate.Continue reading “I step out and fall back in time”

It’s hard not to be rude

It is not GP access that is the problem.

There is no money

There is no money, the coffers are empty. I hear this so often at work, it has become a mantra. The flip side is, when the coffers were full (the good old days) we were too busy spending to appreciate what we had. Austerity versus plenty. Two sides of the same reality. Both jangling inContinue reading “There is no money”

Under Pressure

Pressure pushing down on me

pressing down on you

Let’s pretend

Let’s imagine I can think-up

or, perhaps

generate in my mind’s eye

scenarios that you don’t realise are possible –

It flows down

that once distorted become difficult if not impossible to unravel; untangle like the metabolic pathways of an addict brain

Dream

There are few things worse than listening to someone talk about their dreams; unless you are a soothsayer, a Pharaoh, or, perhaps, chatting with your children as they relate their anxieties. A few days ago, I had a strange dream – I wouldn’t go as far as saying it was ‘vivid’ – suffice to say,Continue reading “Dream”