Never Enough
Fixing healthcare up to you? Don't you worry, smile on through.
However much I'm falling down
Never enough
However much I'm falling out
Never, never enough!
Whatever smile I smile the most
Never enough
However I smile I smile the most
Songwriters: Robert James Smith / Simon Gallup / Boris Williams / Porl Thompson
Today in Nick’s Kōrero:
A death in the Emergency Department at Rotorua Hospital.
A sad homecoming and a brief absence.
Is this the management style to sort out our healthcare crisis?
Haunting words and downward trends.
How do you justify tax cuts when the health system is failing?
The Daily Post's headline reads, “Rotorua Hospital: Patient dies in emergency department after three-hour wait.” This one feels very close to home; I’d only been thinking of the place the day before.
I was born in that hospital, as were my sisters and my first two children, Alex and Emma. I can see the rooms and smell the place; I don’t imagine it’s changed much.
Waiting in the Emergency Department with a suspected broken arm as a kid. Antenatal classes when I was 19, watching some of the expectant mums light up as soon as they got outside. Changing a nappy in the car park, in the boot of my mate’s car. Or sitting alone with the body of my first wife’s grandmother when I was 20.
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