It isn't always great on paediatric wards. When dd was 9 she needed surgery having badly broken her leg. I stayed overnight and it's a very good job I did.
The ward sister in the early evening said with a smirk in front of my mother "you won't be letting her stay with nan again then after what happened?" Outrageously unkind.
As night wore onto the early hours, the very young child in the bed opposite jumped on his bed from 11.30 until 1.30 with a very loud TV playing. It kept dd awake.
At 2.30 the noise from the nurses station was unbelievable. It was all gossip about their personal lives. At 3.30 one walked through the ward and shouted at me that I'd sleep better if I converted the chair to a bed and slept in it properly. (I'd have got some sleep were it not for the nurses inconsiderate noise).
Meanwhile a child came up from theatre having had her arm reset as an emergency. Throughout this she slept until about 6.30. Her mother hadn't stayed.
Throughout the night nobody checked on dd and I had been left with an oral syringe of pain relief if she needed it. Clearly not their job.
In the morning the little girl who had come in was crying for her mum. Not one nurse comforted her. Then she was hungry. I went to the nurses station where four nurses were gossiping and asked if she could have some juice/milk and toast and was pointed to the trolley to deal with it.
There was no care whatsoever for any child. My child had her surgery and one check was undertaken. We were specifically told by the anaesthetist she would go down at 7.45am. At 11am that hadn't happened. The nurses couldn't say why and were arsy when I asked them to find out. DD was eventually discharged at 6.30pm and nobody would help us lift her in the car - the porters went home at 6pm. The nurses response "stay until the porters get back tomorrow morning, it's not our job". Fortunately two student nurses helped. My step and neighbours were at the other end.
It was a spectacular lack of care and professionalism.
We stayed at my mother's until dd's outpatient appointment where the nurses were shouting at patients. It was standing room only in orthopaedic outpatients.
The most irritating fact was that the night before the op I asked if dd could be transferred to our local private hospital. BUPA were on hand to meet the bill and had approved it. The ward sister told me it would cause additional work and the surgeons were so good I'd be crazy to think of it as dd was in such good hands.
A decision I regretted. However this was at QEQM albeit in 2009. The NHS was then floating in Blair's funding after 12 years of a Labour government.
Problems in the NHS are cultural and centre on poor standards and poor management. They have far less to do with resources than the argume to bandied about.
I hope the OP complains.