My daughter’s just out of 6 hours in surgery to remove a stagshorn kidney stone after months of NHS vacillation and incompetency.
I’m down as her next of kin but all they’ll tell me over the phone is that she’s out of surgery and OK.
Well, thanks you bastard fuckers – and the motherfucking cunts who have instituted this culture of lop-sided privacy.
How come it’s OK to spy on us with CCTV cameras, read our emails, listen to us on the phone and generally snoop on us but when it comes to telling a father about his daughter’s medical condition then it’s ‘confidential’ all of a sudden?
Fucking arseholing shiteating cunts.
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