I originally began this diary in a sarcastic and caustic tone, opening with the sentence, "Today I ventured into the belly of the beast, a horrible, nightmarish death tunnel of socialized medicine." The accompanying photo would have confirmed my sense of irony and wit:
But, in truth, I just can't do it. I am too emotional to make jokes as I ponder the inspirational experience I had and lament the fact that if my children are sick, at home, they will encounter just the opposite. Sometimes humor is the best weapon, but it's not in my arsenal right now. Stick with me if you want to learn a bit of what it was like for a foreign national visiting the UK to engage with the National Health Service today.