Like a collection of deleted tweets before a politically sensitive royal college election, no ones going to read this either, it’s #NHSthisweek!
In the news this week:
Horror at awards ceremony as privately funded conference gives award to man who sits on organising committee for his services to patient safety and we all lose our shit about it.
It’s as if no one looked at the programme and saw Jeremy’s name on the list of speakers and thought, “gee there’s a safety prize, do you think theyll give it to the #iminworkjeremy guy instead?”
Horror turned to outrage, but remember, when he becomes Sir Jeremy (and he will) your outrage can easily be turned into a thousand retweets and Guardian opinion piece if you express yourself by starting with an unrelated story about when you saw a patient 9 years ago.
I mean seriously, why do we (not me) get so hot and bothered about it? Awards and honours are unfair, Brexits unfair, Ukraine winning last years Eurovision was unfair, Jeremy getting a book token is unfair, but it happens, and will do for the foreseeable
Then there was the patient safety campaigners, unintentionally trolling Doctors by congratulating Jeremy.
Thing is, why do Titcombe, Bromley, Syed et al have the ears of Jeremy while we doctors feel we don’t get listened to?
Is it because they look past their grief to offer Jeremy solutions, rather than just going on C4 News yelling “MONEY, BEDS, BURSARIES, ARGHHHH!”
At some point in the week, arguments did break out between grieving families and doctors on twitter, and my god did we cover ourselves in glory there.
I mean look, some of these people lost relatives in a healthcare system that failed them, and you lot think you can change their entire world view in 280 characters?
Some of these people are grieving, and maybe in 5 years time they may come round to see that the system has improved, but to be honest, dismissing them as “blinded by grief” probably isn’t a good look for the profession.
And for Christ’s sake, quit with the “it was the enalapril wot did it” tweets. I saw another one this week from a consultant, your MBChB doesn’t make you a coroner.
And that’s where we move on to our Mancunian obituary.
The closure of The Odd Bar on Thomas Street, Manchester after many years.
Gosh you didn’t think I was gonna talk about Mancunian Medic are you? I once asked him to take my name out of a tweet conversation I wasn’t involved in, and was met with a fairly angry reply - you think I’m gonna mock him now , he might BMJ Blog me to death!
What we can say is that he’s gone, meaning private sector vein man can fan the flames of doctors fury without an angry geriatrician saying “YOU IN THE PRIVATE SECTOR DONT DESERVE AN OPINION, ARGGH!”
And speaking of people leaving things, here’s the BAM! Guide to how to resign your job:
1) consider your speciality may be unsafe, and right decide it’s not for you.
2) write a letter to your TPD, dean of the school, and college tutor.
3) publish that letter on twitter, copying in the top 6 Doctors with blue ticks and highest follower counts.
4) sit back as the retweet count increases, validating your decision to announce it as wide as possible.
5) oh I dunno, go rip up your GMC certificate outside a Nando’s or something.
And finally some good news. By tweeting how far everyone had to walk to work in the snow this week, youve all managed to achieve your 10,000 steps per day!
And seriously, to those who did that, hats off to you guys.
Long thread coming up but I want to put my thoughts about #TheatreCapChallenge down in one last long rambling thread before I block everyone connected to it and move on
1) the logic from certain people is:
People die in theatre
Those deaths stem from errors
Those errors happen because of poor communication.
poor communication occurs through not knowing names
THEREFORE....
If we knew the names of the staff....
Communication will improve
Errors will reduce
Lives will be saved.
IF...
A hat with a name on is an example of knowing someone’s name
Like a monopoly board with no good spaces for anything good to come through, it’s #NHSthisweek!
This week, a special how-to guide.
Say you’ve had a great idea, perhaps you think we should make Medical professionals with several degrees and a wealth of experience conduct ward rounds in baseball hats to stop interruptions, neatly ignoring the tenacity of most ICU nurses?
Or perhaps you think the way to promote the genuinely good idea of getting elderly patient out of bed and dressed is to fill your kardex with ideas for prescribed exercises, so that there’s no space for actual drugs?
Like a blog you’ve thrown together at the last minute to maintain you’re public profile, it’s #NHSthisweek :
Protests against the GMC continue, including one suggestion to rip up GMC registration certificates outside their London offices. On a Saturday.
Which leads to the philosophical question, if a man rips up a certificate and no ones there to see it (cos it’s a Saturday) does it make or sound, or even an impact?
64 emergency medicine doctors write to the PM over the #nhscrisis, meaning 64 bed managers will be angrily demanding to know why the PM hasn’t accepted the referral in 4 hours time...
Meanwhile 64 med regs have been told that they need to chase the result of the letter