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Having watched Keeping Britain Alive, a day in the NHS I have discovered a great and deep respect for the NHS.

What has happened in the last 11 hours? I have waited. A lot. And it is absolutely no-ones fault. I arrived at A+E on Tuesday the 21st May 2013 at 11am... It is now 10.15pm as I write this. Today I have seen a fair amount happen just from sitting in a hospital bed.

I have met 2 lovely doctors in training; one took my blood and the other put a canular in--- both were very amusing to watch!! The blood test was simple enough until it got to the dressing, it took the poor guy 10 minutes to find a plaster so I was sat with my right arm wrapped in one of the biggest bandages I have ever seen for a blood test. Then the canular went in. It went in just fine but my veins decided that today it was going to bleed everywhere so I was left with a casual blood spot on my bed! Leggings ruined and top blood splattered, it looked a little like something out of a horror movie. This was only made funnier for me when the doctor had to do a check of my stomach as he wasn't entirely sure how to ask about the blood so I got a "umm, is that, umm, I mean, I'm hoping that was from your blood test?". To my horror I realised he thought it was from "aunt flow".

Having been waiting in A+E for a bed for the last 11 hours I have discovered a few things; there are a lot of ill people in this world, I worry too much about wasting NHS time and money and the nurses here are damn lovely, kind and patient people. I would like everyone to think about how brilliant their lives are when sitting in an outpatients ward as the people around you are doing everything they can to fix this world. (Some of them will just leave you hungry in bed for 12 hours though---those are the nurses that just forget about you apparently!!) Anyway, Bigging up the NHS!!!