I was three years old when I was involved in a horrific fire and was taken to the nearest hospital with a burns unit.
The doctor who took great care of me is sadly no longer alive – he was a brilliant consultant and he saved my life that dreadful day. I spent nearly a year in hospital being treated for 45% burns to my face, right arm and most of my torso, front, side and back. I have had so many operations, my hospital file is huge and, over the years, the hospital has become like a second home to me.
Many of the nursing staff have seen me grow from a badly burned three-year-old to a fully grown adult and have seen me have my own children. These same people supported me through the hard times of excruciating surgery and many of them, who I grew to know as my second family, have now retired.
I am now a recovered, albeit badly burned, survivor. If it wasn’t for all the wonderful nurses, doctors and consultants I have seen over my 30 years as a patient, I wouldn’t be here today – proud to be a patient of a brilliant team that runs the burns and plastics unit.
It angers me when I hear or read about people moaning about the NHS. Today, I am 32 and a mum to three beautiful children. I am still having treatment in the form of reconstructive surgery. I can’t thank staff enough for what they have done for me.
This is an edited version of a story posted on Patient Opinion. The writer’s name has been changed.