And parliament promise no more vexatious consultations or reviews to interfere with the exemplary education being provided by home educators.
I have been lost for words these last few days with the Ofsted and Badman revelations, truly gobsmacked and discombobulated.
So I have been mulling it over while appreciating the work of other bloggers to express our outrage and rejection of the foolishness of our so called masters.
Then a facebook conversation with the lovely Mieke sparked a memory and I thought what do we really want.
Remember that imaginary headline, well here is another one!
When the doubts rise up, when the darkness closes in, when it all seems hopeless, keep this thought close to your heart, visualise the print, imagine the discussions on the lists, feel the joy. Make it as real in your mind as you possible can. Let it stop those impulses that suggest compromise, in order to salvage something, in their tracks, we have done nothing wrong, the above headline is the only justifiable and reasonable one.
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Sunday, 8 November 2009
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Lost for words
Still very traumatised by the experience so just copying my feedback to the hospital, hope to do more detailed bogging about it later.
What more could we have done?
You could have given me pain relief when i asked for it the first night i was in with an untreated broken leg.
You could have x-rayed both legs when common sense would have suggested that they were both broken.
You could have given me pain relief after major surgery and not left me for 11 hours in excruciating pain despite repeated requests from myself, my daughter and my husband, for medication.
You could have taken non ambulent patients to the loo the minute they asked and not left them on the loo waiting and pleading for rescue for up to 45 minutes with broken limbs dangling.
You could have listened to what patients said far more carefully.
You could have treated the elderly in a far less patronising manner, this seemed endemic and unconscious.
You could have have systems which don't waste eons of time and money while leaving patients with the bare minimum of care and sometimes not even that.
I never wish to set foot in an NHS hospital again.
What did we do well?
A few of the staff, often in the lowest ranks still exercised consistent compassion.
What more could we have done?
You could have given me pain relief when i asked for it the first night i was in with an untreated broken leg.
You could have x-rayed both legs when common sense would have suggested that they were both broken.
You could have given me pain relief after major surgery and not left me for 11 hours in excruciating pain despite repeated requests from myself, my daughter and my husband, for medication.
You could have taken non ambulent patients to the loo the minute they asked and not left them on the loo waiting and pleading for rescue for up to 45 minutes with broken limbs dangling.
You could have listened to what patients said far more carefully.
You could have treated the elderly in a far less patronising manner, this seemed endemic and unconscious.
You could have have systems which don't waste eons of time and money while leaving patients with the bare minimum of care and sometimes not even that.
I never wish to set foot in an NHS hospital again.
What did we do well?
A few of the staff, often in the lowest ranks still exercised consistent compassion.
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