Our Beloved NHS

You know how I always seem to be banging on about NHS idiots?

I took Maggie for her flu vaccine today. Before the nurse administered the jab I asked if she was aware that Maggie had cerebral palsy, to which she answered yes. I then asked a number of questions about how the jab would affect her, pointing out that she has difficulty breathing at night and how, in general, she's not very strong. She assured me that Maggie would be fine and that maybe I should give her a little bit of paracetamol.

Earlier this evening we got a call from the doctor: they'd mistakenly given her the adult vaccine. We were told to look out for a high temperature and that there was a (1 in 100) possibility of this leading to convulsions and seizures. We need to keep a good eye on her for the next 48 and 72 hours.

A possibility of convulsions and seizures in a child with cerebral palsy.

So far she seems ok. But we've spent the whole night worrying, constantly checking on her. The odd thing though is that she went to sleep straight away when I put her to bed this evening. She never does that. And she's also not stirred once. She never does that either.

As I've constantly said about the NHS: they only ever make our lives more difficult.