Over the last week or two I’ve been worried about Coronavirus. Over that week or two I’ve been doing extra shifts in the hospital and to be perfectly honest I’m not worried anymore.
I’m scared, obviously, but I’m not worried. Why?
Every single person in there knows what they’re doing, they are all trained for this. Every single person I work with from doctors, nurses, auxiliaries, porters, catering staff and domestics to managers, supervisors, estates, volunteers, security, paramedics, admin, IT and retail staff are all just getting on with it and and they’re doing it with a smile too.
I’m really sorry if I haven’t mentioned your job title, we have hundreds of roles in the NHS and I don’t know them all but I have absolutely no doubt that every single one of us matter.
There was a volunteer on the front doors today as I arrived making sure people that come in and out sanitise their hands, he’s not even being paid and he’s helping out right at the frontline in the fight against this pandemic.
We all have a laugh, a bit of banter and we still have a bit of a disagreement over daft wee things but when it comes down to getting the work done, we all work together. They always say “one team for patient care” and I’ve always just thought of that as a daft slogan but over the last couple of weeks, I’ve actually seen it in practice. Staff of all types, of all roles and of all levels are working together and actually taking time to talk to each other.
If you work with me, you probably know that I moan about absolutely everything but this is something I’m proud to be part of. It’s business as usual because every man and woman in the hospital knows how to do their job and they know everyone else relies on them to do it well.
We’re all absolutely terrified about what might come but I’m not worried about whether or not we’ll be able to deal with it.
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