Letter from Florence Nightingale
Dear Prime Minister,
I would like you to know that I can not do my job properly and do you know why? It is because the Doctors won’t let us in. I want you to make the Doctors say yes.
There are lots of things I am unhappy with. : soldiers without beds, blankets falling apart, toilets that haven’t been cleaned, rats running around the hospital carrying diseases, and soldiers that haven’t had their bandages changed.
And the hospital smells absolutely disgusting. I was nearly sick when I entered.
Yours sincerely,
Florence Nightingale
Written Friday June 9th 2006