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Axes to grind :
Are G.P's compassionate people ?
From time immemorial Doctors have been viewed as professional ,ethical ,dutiful and hardworking. They are seen as trustworthy,especially with our health and well being,as stated in the hippocratic oath where they swear to do " no harm " . We rely on their good will and knowledge , believing and hoping to be cured or helped to overcome injury and disease.
So, would it then surprise you that some of them are incompetent,unqualified and don't give a toss about our health !
Would it disconcert you that failure to adhere to medical practice is often followed by denial and closing of the ranks ! Oh yes ! I have experienced incompetence , laziness and indifference in the face of my pain and suffering. I'm going to tell you a little story about gross misconduct and malpractice.
At the age of eleven I was run over and the X-ray reported no spinal injury. When I was fourteen I experienced sharp pains in my lower back and had to stop boxing; a Doctor explained I had muscle spasm ! The pain continued till I was twenty five, despite numerous visits to the G.P., my back gave out and I could no longer work.
X-rays revealed that one of my lumbar ( vertebrae ) had moved out of place. I was sent to a physiotherapist , who was convinced in all her wisdom that all i needed was posture training ! I asked my G.P's at the time for an M.R.I scan but she said she " believed it did not warrant it " ! those were her exact words...
Through the years I carried the pain with me valiantly , despite pleading with various G.P's for an M.R.I scan, and being ignored or told not to worry. One G.P who was arrogant beyond belief , had the gall to tell me I was a hypochondriac !! I was in so much pain that if he had said that to me in the street he would have had no face left. And so on...
Until the year 2008, when having had to fight both tooth and nail to get my M.R.I scan, the results were, My fifth lumbar was fractured in two places, get this, at the age of eleven, and in 2008 at the age of thirty nine, I was vindicated !
Because of a whole series of G.P's who were either incompetent or too arrogant , I suffered for twenty eight years , sometimes in terrible incapacitating pain.
Cut to the present, October 2011; My so called G.P's will not give me stronger pain relief , even in the face of the M.R.I scan results ! I have had an operation to " stabilise " my back, and have been left with even more pain, and I am losing the feeling in my legs and feet gradually. I have explained this to my present G.P's but they appear indifferent and aloof. No one is God. No one knows everything. Everyone is fallible, everyone makes mistakes. Some people think they are God, some people don't. Some people's Ego's get in the way of honesty, decency, ethics and morality.
I am a man who has been mauled and left for dead by the N.H.S and there is nothing I can do about it. I am a man of no importance according to the system, although I have tried to work all my adult life , and paid my share of taxes to a government who does not care about the people , believing the N.H.S is a compassionate institution.
The N.H.S Surgeons, Doctors, Nurses and Physiotherapists , are fraught with people who should not be in those positions. I knew there was something wrong with my back , but the arrogance and obstinace of certain individuals, posing as experts have condemned me to a life of pain and suffering !
I have forgiven these people, but they continue to practice. We as a nation of proud and and tax paying citizens expect to be treated with compassion, mercy and dignity. It doesn't always happen , even when we challenge the omnipotence of so called G.P's, the jacks of all trades and master of none, they feign an offence to their professionalism and morality.
People of the U.K. stand up ! The N.H.S will soon be gone, and if you cannot afford to pay for your good health; Then good luck amigos, because the wise woman with her herbs has been wiped out long ago.
As for me, its a good job that i am resilient, or i would have died a long time ago, perhaps at my own hand, but sod that, I am the nightmare that wont let the N.H.S forget. And I will keep on at the bastards forever. I have only stayed on my feet because of indomitable will, in the face of a giant, in the face of an abomination, I will not keep my mouth shut !
Good luck brave souls and think on the next time you visit your own N.H.S. G.P's do you just accept the prescription and say nothing, happy with a sick note for a weeks rest? Is it just me ? Or do you also get the feeling they just want you out of the door as quickly as possible and that bad cough is nothing to worry about till its too late !

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Axes to grind:
Atheists.
Brave souls or Arseholes ?
As a boy growing up on the Manor Estate in Sheffield , I was not un-gently introduced to the religion of the Jehovah's witnesses, by my mother. I remember at the time accepting this as normal, until I received no christmas or birthday presents ! Most uncivilised ! I was bewildered and so were my friends. Then they laughed; and a great chasm opened between us, which i could only fill with bluff and a certain melancholic mirth ! But all was not lost !
Enter - Marvel comics !! Primarily, the first footstep in the right direction of a wholesome and sound education. At the same time I started taking notice of science and nature documentaries on the television. Now, I'm sure no one here needs to have Marvel comics and science and nature documentaries explained to them , so we'll skip forwards in time...
The religious indoctrination continued and the fervent pursuit of knowledge galvanised my growing , evolving mind. The gathering of empirical data through observation and comparison, and therefore deduction of what is not true or harmonious and balanced, etc.,etc.,etc. !
To cut a very long story short, I began to make up my own bloody mind.
Mental conflict ? yes. It was indeed a battle between the logical and irrational, maybe even a discourse between the hemispheres of our very brains... I could rattle on ,but then I wouldn't be " grinding the axe ", so before you get bored...
" GET OFF MY F*****G BACK , all you potential attempted brainwashers ! "
Maybe that's a bit strong , but , burning in hell for all eternity's not what I'd call subtle, by a long shot. Did we have a renaissance in europe ? does science not break through accepted ways of thinking, on a regular basis ? Did we not discover that some of the most advanced ways of thinking and problem solving originated in far away places, by different people ? See now I'm sounding like some guilt ridden political correct, scared to offend egg shell treader! You see, that's what happens when you mix a load of different ethnicities, religions and cultures in the same melting pot. Is it a good idea ? I think its got to be , if only for a good laugh. And if people in ivory towers who make " decisions " think that's not funny; Did you ever stop and think what God finds amusing ?
I look around and sometimes I think Humour and tolerance are overlooked casualties in the war of differences.


Can we put some
FUN in Funerals?
Is it me ? or does everyone dread attending funerals?
Yes we all know weddings arn't much better, but at least you feel like eating , unless its a buffet ! To many unwashed fingers for my liking !
To be honest , when i go , die I mean, I want everyone to wear a red nose and clown shoes, celebrate the life I say ,dont grieve a death, whats the point ?
It wont fetch them back, crying for days on end will only make your eyes swell up! I understand grief, having buried more than a dozen family,and more than a couple of close mates,and the thing I hate about it most is the fucking vicar ,priest, whatever your belief, stood up at the front, spouting on about how good this person was, when they never even met them.
Why do people allow this ? Carn't they just stand up and say whats in thier hearts? tell the people attending, the ones that could be bothered to drag thier arse off a bar stool, or, out of the bookies, thier true feelings about this person,wether it's good or bad ?
But instead we get a dog collard, or stupid hat wearing ponsifing stranger rabbi-ting on about someone they could't give a toss about, who then as a rule, usually holds thier hands out for payment at then end of the ceromony, as if they have done something spiritual, or allowed passage, to what ? I dont know. Is this the price of getting in to a heaven ? or just another profit making grief exploting scam?
I hate hipocrits. I hate funerals. but I love life when its funny.
R.I.P aunty , and then there was three....
Fun in funerals
Badly drawn guess who's headstone



