At the same time, there have huge advancements in treatment and understanding of many conditions.
For example, as a child, I had severe asthma and the medications available were not very effective and some caused death. My sister nearly died from using the current inhaler, that was withdrawn from use soon after. My father had to get my sister to the local cottage hospital, several miles away, before an ambulance could pick her up to take her to a bigger hospital further away. No ambulance available to come to get to our house. No, we didn't live in the depths of the country, but in a town close to other towns.
As a child, I was unable to take part in sports. Today's medication would and does control my asthma most of the time. As a young adult, every spring, I would make a trip to the doctors as I felt the beginnings of worsening symptoms because of allergens. Every spring, the doctor would listen to my chest, not hear any wheezing and announce me fine and send me on my way. A week later, I would have to return, wheezing and poorly, before I would be given the much needed medication and would have to take time off work. Frustrating. Nowadays, not only is medication better, asthma patients are encouraged to manage their own asthma and have an action plan and are regularly monitored. I am listened to and respected.And if symptoms deteriorate as they did for me 3 years ago, I was scooped up by an ambulance, 24 hours in a high dependency ward, 24 hours monitored in a normal ward, then home and monitored by several doctors at the surgery. Quich efficient service from the NHS and from a hospital that does not fare well in league tables.
Yes, there are many problems with the NHS, mainly funding, but I am alive because of it. I would not go back to the 'good old days.'