100 words to Save the Children
For all of our moaning about the NHS, we are incredibly lucky to be able to access free healthcare 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. We may not always appreciate them, may whinge and complain about waiting times, availability of doctors and about a postcode lottery but we have a damn site more than other people.
We never have the fear of watching our child become ill and have no one to turn to.
We never have the fear of something going wrong in childbirth and there not being a midwife there to help us.
We never have the fear that when we need a health professional there will be no one to turn to.
Sadly, this isn’t the case in the worlds poorest countries. Children are dying, women are dying and it shouldn’t be happening. What we take to be our right in this country (and sometimes complain bitterly about) is just a luxurious dream for some people.
Save the Children are trying to change that. All we need to do is raise awareness – sign the petition asking David Cameron and other world leaders to help. Blog it, tweet it, share it on Facebook and Google+. It doesn’t require money to help, just 30 seconds of your time.
Bloggers are writing about a time that they needed a health professional in 100 words. 100 words to sum up how lucky we are to not have to worry about whether the help was there. Here’s mine:
My labour with Miss P was long, drawn out and had its problems from the start. I was scared that things would go wrong and they did. Miss P was stuck, no way for her to come out and her heart-rate was dropping was times. I was rushed to theatre for an emergency c-section. She was pulled into this world, screaming with indignation. But she was here, alive and well. I started to haemorrhage and lost a lot of blood, but the team carried on working calmly and stopped it eventually. In another country both Miss P and I would be dead.