The Door Knocking Experience
I went out door knocking in Rushington this morning, keeping in touch with residents and listening to any concerns they have.
I am always struck by how nice people are.
There are occasionally people who don’t want to be disturbed or talk to you at all but even they were civil and pleasant.
I came across a few people with serious health issues, somebody who hadn’t had a good experience with the NHS, somebody else who was in pain and terminally ill, but again, they seemed to appreciate that I had called and listened to them.
I sometimes wish I had the power to fix the big problems…. delays getting surgery is one of the most distressing things that people encounter.
Sometimes it’s the less acute services that make such a difference, things like access to mobility aids.
I learned that there is even an issue at the General Hospital with wheelchairs… people borrow them but don’t return them.
What with hospital car parking charges, confined space for parking bays, trouble getting wheelchairs, four hour waits for somebody to see you and later, cancelled operations, the NHS experience isn’t always great.
I think most people have come around to the view that they would pay a little more tax if it meant the NHS was able to cope better with the demands placed upon it.. both physical and mental health.