(Continued from “Hayley Comes a Cropper”).
What if Hayley Cropper had lived at home alone?
Sent home with a diagnosis of terminal cancer, only headlines and TV to turn to. No time or motivation for bucket lists and happy endings.
Denial is maybe the best solo tactic until you can’t cope with the pain and the drowning rain of “why me?” emotions.
On your own, you can’t pass this burden onto now distant family or passing-by friends.
The State has virtually deserted home care and left it to less skilled domiciliary care agency staff. If you are lucky you will be within reach of more specialist voluntary sector cancer support, like McMillan Nurses or charitably funded hospice care.
Your GP will be there to offer some help but it will be severely time limited. Unless he is like Dr Harold Shipman who took time out of his busy schedule to help his patients to a swifter death than they might have liked. Or a more recent GP who helped his daughter to inherit a terminally patient’s house before helping his patient to die. These are surely rare examples.
Time is the bigger thief for those needing comfort and support.
Where is the NHS when you need them ?
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