Cost. Cost. Cost. Cuts everywhere even in the most shocking circumstances.
Read this from the Times today if you want to be appalled.
If a 20 year old is expected to deal with this life debilitating situation for years, then only the people who really really need it will get free vacines.
Glastonbury’s a big step for my son, deserted by this NHS
Martin Samuel
Thursday June 27 2024, 9.00pm BST, The Time
One of our lads is off to Glastonbury this week. I don’t know who is more excited, him or us.
Us probably. He’s got all the uncertainty of accessibility passes and transport and whether it all holds up, and he holds up. We’re just looking at a young man able to live life again. I’ll explain.
About nine, ten months ago, he started getting hip pain. Started when he played football, which he did two, three times a week, but then it began affecting other forms of exercise, running, even walking. And we thought, bursitis, maybe a sports injury. But it persisted, getting worse, until he could barely walk at all. And so he went for an MRI.
You probably won’t have heard of avascular necrosis, also known as osteonecrosis. We hadn’t. It’s vanishingly rare. The blood supply to the joint dies. No one knows why. So the bone begins to die too. And the pain becomes excruciating. It needs heavy-duty painkillers, the type that preclude work. Ultimately, the hip needs to be replaced. Except doctors don’t like replacing hips in active 27-year-olds. So we found a surgeon who performed a procedure called core decompression with bone grafting. The recovery is very protracted and painful. There will be times when patients wonder why they didn’t just replace the hip. But, if it works, it arrests the problem for a while.
Although that’s not the point. Before we found this surgeon, before we paid, there was an NHS consultation. And this is what my 27-year-old son was told. That they don’t do core decompression; but they also don’t replace hips until it is absolutely necessary.
So wait.
Could be two years, could be five, could be ten or twenty. Eventually a critical stage would be reached and he’d be put on the list for a new hip. My lad asked about periods of remission, what he might be able to do? Gym, run, walk? The doctor looked at him. “Sitting’s all right,” he said.
So that was the NHS advice for a healthy, active, twentysomething: sit in a chair, in pain, on opioids, unable to work, unable to function, unable to exercise, possibly getting high blood pressure, possibly getting type 2 diabetes, letting your young life pass away, until your hip crumbles and you’re in agony.