A text from the GP surgery invites me to complete an online questionnaire including my blood pressure. “Please contact us if you don’t have a blood pressure monitor at home,” it says, “so we can arrange an appointment.”
It is one of several overtures I have had from the NHS this year – because of my age, I assume – but I am stung by the implication that a home without a blood pressure monitor is incomplete.
The drawer where we keep medical supplies is, in fact, poorly stocked: it contains a few face masks, some loose plasters and a half-used blister pack of throat pastilles. Most of the actual medicine
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