If when you stand-up you become light-headed or dizzy, or, even worse, you collapse or lose consciousness, this is something to address.
In the UK we have a fantastic primary prevention service that aims to maintain the health and wellbeing of our population. It is perhaps not as great as Germany or Norway, but it’s pretty good.
In the olden days, over 65 was considered old.
Now, when I meet someone who is 75, I consider them young.
This is where a camel’s hump is useful in the desert but would be a drag on a cat. Different environments and times, require different stages.
It is a highly successful way to arrive at a result that no one necessarily desires or wants and that might just kill us all.
I see that despite the wonders that take place in big hospitals, much of what is needed by patients and people across society cannot be delivered inside the walls and congested car-parking spaces of these institutions.
Like baby ants we scuttle around, working away or in retirement, too busy to look up and out.
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This tells you how many boxes are ticked – it doesn’t tell you anything else.
And that is the thing.
It doesn’t tell you about quality or whether the interaction led to change or care.
I had become more relaxed; I was taking her on longer walks. My demeanour had settled into something less than fraught.
Working as he does with people who have dementia, is it even worthwhile sending the GP a note – ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic this morning; we will see them routinely in six months.’ Or worse, ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic. We have discharged them.’
When a surgeon is poised over my broken hip I would like that clinical sterility, that void of softness; yet, for that surgeon to function in a team, with people, peers, they need the kindness, caring and empathy of the group, the ability to be told-off for a silly mistake or mis-perception; ego can’t be allowed in.
I surprised a heron this morning. All gangly Feathers And feet And too-long wings. hobgoblin Crossed with aesthete, It flapped Stiff wings and escaped.
I don’t know what it means, the disappearance of money. In many respects, this is great. The shift to non-paper and coin-based transactions. Tap and go. Contactless. No worn-out trouser pockets. I think of homeless people and wonder how they will get by; last week I saw a busker at King’s Cross Station – heContinue reading “Money is indeed disappearing”
…made me think of pirates, smugglers and caves (a weird cocktail of Enid Blyton and Pirates of the Caribbean)
…you see your destination and intuitively perceive that the way to arrive at that goal is not straightforward, indeed, you might learn that it is only a stepping-stone towards something else.
You didn’t mess with these guys or their followers, and, consequently they ruled the world, or what was known of it at the time.
It became us versus them; a competition for resources, doctors, nurses, pathways and investment.