Perhaps we ought to start looking into The Green Party, or even The Animal Welfare Party, or rather than protest voting for the far right, protest vote by destroying our voting slips? Surely anything is better than voting for a party who're no better than the BNP?
Couples can wait up to two years if they qualify for a free round of IVF with their local NHS Trust, but the qualifying criteria varies, and usually excludes couples if one of the partners has a child already, can be age dependent for the female and is basically down to funding, which can run out at anytime regardless of where you are on the waiting list.
They don't tell you about the friends she's had for years who gradually stop coming to visit because they 'hate seeing her like that'. I'm pretty sure she hates being 'like that' too, but she could really do with a friend. They'll all be at her funeral though, because that's what friends are for, isn't it?
Peter Bach's powerful new film, "Sell-Off" maps out the steady privatisation of the National Health Service which is going on right now. Nobody listen...
Over the next couple of months things will become a little harder, your 11th Christmas will not be all cheer. And you will be full of fear due to your mental illness, you won't understand till early next year that it is mental illness.
The battle to save one psychiatric ward for women in one NHS Trust is one all feminists must support. We cannot allow services to women disappear without a fight. The closure of the ward for women demonstrates everything that is wrong with an NHS that is not patient-led.
On first impressions, Blaenau Ffestiniog looks like a typical Welsh town. The shadows of mountains can be seen in every direction and lakes are spread across the landscape. Square patches of grass and neat flower arrangements adorn the front gardens of grey houses. On the high street, local Welsh folk can be found standing outside pubs, smoking fags and, assumedly, talking about rugby.
Unless there is a shift in the way that the Labour Party is represented - buttressed by fair and earnest measures that once again seek to alleviate poverty, tackle inequality and support working people - I, for the first time in three generations of my paternal lineage, will stray from the party that has always meant so much to my family.
So there I sat spooning syllabub listlessly into my mouth whilst some conker-coloured convict was gently haranguing me about the qualities of the marvellous Spanish health system and how the NHS could learn a thing or two from our continental neighbours when my thoughts began to drift to a consultation I had had earlier that day.
From the age of 14, when my breasts started to rapidly develop overnight, shopping became more of a monthly chore than an addictive pleasure. I quickly realised I was no longer able to buy clothes for a girl my age as sixteen year olds aren't meant to have boobs as big as your buxom granny's.
Perhaps supporting international aid despite our problems at home says more about our values than anything else. I am proud British people chose to support international development in countries they may never have visited, for people they may have never met. I believe access to social justice should be determined not by nationality, but by need.
In the meantime, we urge users and consumers of services to refer to NICE guidance and contact their local Healthwatch where they think there is a need to challenge decisions about the local application of national guidance.
Trust in the institution has been seriously eroded by the often high-handed and aloof approach of senior managers towards patients. When things go wrong - as they inevitably and understandably will from time to time - care for the patient is far less important to some senior managers than self-preservation.
After the recent report that was published in Parliament on Tuesday, I was honoured to be there to witness all parties coming together and support the work of the MMHA. It was reported that the UK will lose £8.1 billion per year as the illness not only effects the new mum, but the children and other areas in later life if unsupported.
What a waste of a life. All those highs and lows. All those start again Mondays, and "Damn, I've blown it now" moments. Where in this NHS plan is there a mention of health and happiness, or dealing with the psychological side of weight gain, where does it mention being active and learning to love physical activity?
I confess. I have a vice. I should have a dunce's hat placed on my head and be paraded in public before a jeering crowd of the righteous and worthy. I have battled my demons and failed. I am a smoker.