Dr Lansley's Brave New World?
The United Kingdom's National Health service was created in 1948 and provides medical care free to UK residents and many others too. It is one of the biggest employers on this planet and nearly all of them doing amazing and wonderful things every day despite the management.
In a little under five months, GP commissioning groups are supposed to take over the reins of most of the prodigious NHS budget £106 billion for 2011/12. If you have read previous entries, you know I like the real numbers:
So that's one and and six, thousand, thousand thousand pounds.
£106,000,000,000. Even the Greek economy doesn't need that much (this time round).
Well, MrTaxpayer, how do you feel about handing over control of this much money to a complete load of amateurs?
Probably because it got off to such a poor start, the National Programme for IT ("NPfIT") got a rebranding and became "Connecting for Health". Several billions later, we are still light years away from any system that delivers good quality decision support so I prefer to call them NPunfIT since that is exactly what we've got: a system that is definitely not fit for purpose.
I suspect that people operating in the commercial arena assume that we have functioning management systems to control such a collosal organisation consuming over £100,000,000,000 each year. We don't!
I think "the management" gets away with it because they operate the most byzantine of systems, usually at least three months behaind the event, and often with little resemblance to financial reality.
We are supposed to taking over commissioning budgets (the financial responsibility for funding a patient's hospital or specialist care).
If you click on the title of this entry, it will take you to a BBC news article about Professor Tony Leeds - an obesity guru at Central Middlesex Hospital. His underlying concern is that "The impact of Britain's obesity epidemic continues to increase, and so does the cost, both human and financial. Obesity now costs the NHS around £4.2bn annually, and the wider economy a frightening £16bn."
Though it's not why I feel compelled to put pen to paper, I do wish people would say "it costs YOU and ME £4.2bn (assuming YOU like ME are a taxpayer). He argues for an "fully-funded army" of obesity specialists in every GP practice. He talks about "obesity management", "surgery" and a "fully-integrated national scheme" and much more.Apart from the fact that Professor Leeds obviously lives on another planet as he has no idea what's going on with NHS funding here on Earth, I am growing ever-more exasperated by the NHS's preoccupation with helping people to lose weight. Whatever we do and however much we spend, I reckon over 90% of it is a complete waste of time and YOUR money.
How many overweight people do you know who don't also know:
Both of my offspring are overweight and they know it too. Where I work, half of the staff are overweight and some of them meet the (BMI>30) definition of obese. We cannot claim ignorance - we watch patients arriving everyday seeking help for the damage caused by years of over-indulgence.- and most of our team talk about their concern but clearly they are not that concerned.
Our PCT spends over £2 million a year on "weight management and obesity" which includes prescribing orlistat and then bariatric surgery (gastric banding). Only the latter works; the rest is a complete waste of time and money. Our patients tell us they want to lose weight, and next time they come they might have lost (or gained) a kilo or two. We rarely succeed in helping anyone do anything significant about their weight.
Nothing!
I think our job should be to treat the symptoms and leave dealing with the causes to somebody else. Somebody else that is who has a billion or three that their government is prepared to cough up.
We could also:
Labels: obesity
In the 1970s, I spent a great couple of weeks in Bristol learning about "Operational Research". This was the original name of what is now called "Applied Statistics" - using statistics to solve a specific "here and now" problem. The course lecturer had formerly worked on the great technological white elephant that was Concorde.He explained that he watched the Concorde project abandon financial commonsense as delays, overruns, modifications all added to the bill. That's the trouble with big numbers. They start to reach a size where we loose our grip on reality. Once you start talking "billions", then £0.05 billion seems like petty cash.
But it isn't. It's fifty million quid!
Our lecturer explained that he kept his sanity by converting all these overspends into Mars Bars. He knew the volume of a Mars Bar and how much it cost. It was fairly simple arithmetic to represent the "latest cost overrun on the Concorde undercarriage system" into enough Mars Bars to fill three aircraft hangars - floor to ceiling .. wall to wall! You may think he was potty but it kept his cost accounting feet firmly rooted on the ground instead of in project-financial fairyland. I have taken advantage of his wisdom ever since. It helps me to ensure that cost projections, financial forecasts, etc. can all stand up to real world scrutiny.
Which leads me to the NHS expenditure on helping people to stop smoking. Why are we forking out MILLIONS of pounds for smoking cessation treatments? People smoking a packet of fags a day are spending £42 a week on the habit. They could afford to buy any of the various OTC patches and potions for a fraction of that. I've checked on Amazon and patches vary in price from £1.05 each up to £1.75 or in cigarette terms that's between six and eight ciggies a day. If they do give up, then they will reap the financial benefit for the rest of their lives.
By this point, any "health professional" reading this will have marshalled the forces of righteous indignation to attach me as an inhumane and illogical idiot (which may be true but that's not the point). Helping people to stop smoking saves the taxpayer money. You've all see the headlines. Smoking costs the NHS £1.5bn, £3bn, £5bn a year (what's a few billion matter here?). Don't believe me? Just click on this link to Google and see what numbers pop up for "smoking costs NHS". Read the headlines for yourself.
Increased likelihood of coronary heart disease, lung, throat and mouth cancers, respiratory disease, etc.etc. are all consquences of smoking. However, there are also savings to the NHS and the taxpayer.
If the NHS wants to have a financial debate about smoking, then perhaps it should consider encouraging us to smoke. It looks as though there's a net gain in terms of revenue and expenditure here! Even if I'm wrong, about the big picture, I still don't see why we should be subsidising people who want to stop smoking any more than we should subsidise people who want to stop biting their nails or sucking their teeth.
The NHS is running out of cash. We have more important things to do than this.
(for the record: I use to smoke - sixty-a-day in fact. So did my son. He now runs marathons and I get my exercise watching him occasionally).
The title of this posting was first applied to the allied soldiers rotting in the trenches in the first world war. It is a phrase that often haunts me when I collide with NHS management. I am weary of sitting with groups of managers and those GPs that get involved in management and hearing them defend the NHS as something that is far too good and noble to be tainted by the whiff of commercialism or those with a "profit motive". From where I sit, the NHS isn't very good at all. It is grossly inefficient; appallingly profligate with taxpayers money; and it delivers a large amount of mediocre care in buildings that would be the subject of criminal prosecutions if they were not the responsibility of the government.
The average NHS manager has no real grasp of financial management and no grasp whatsover on the real meaning of cost. Few managers have any formal training for whatever role they assume. My son is a project manager for an international telecomms giant. His team are experienced in project management and work effectively in every corner of the globe. I dare not recount to him how my PCT is (not) managing our NHS broadband connection whilst he's eating as he could easily choke whilst laughing. Few if any of our local managers have the faintest idea how much the services they manage actually cost and there is no accurate means of measuring forecast vs actual costs. Our prescribing budget is usually set six months into the year. Mind you, there is no point having a real management information system. The management couldn't work it nor usefully interpet it anyway.
Before you all start shouting at me, let me acknowledge the tens of thousands of workers in the NHS trying their best to deliver good care to sick people. There are many small islands of excellence. I am grateful to live in a country where I will get treated if I am ill even if I can't remember the PIN on my credit card. However, these facts have nothing to do with the way the NHS is run. In fact, shouldn't it be these people shouting the loudest?
Blair and Brown inherited an NHS that was leaking vast amounts of money (billions!) through waste and inefficiency. It was grinding to a standstill with waiting times, poor access and declining hygiene. This dismal catalogue was the evidence of NHS management outcomes. Blair's prescription was to throw money at the problem. Even our village idiot could tell you that whilst you might eventually fill a leaky bucket if you poured enough water in, the moment you stopped pouring it, you will be back at square one.
And so we are!
Even as I speak, the same management is now working out how to cut spending in real, historic and any other term you wish to use. The bucket still leaks as much. The level will drop. Waiting times will creep back up. Hospitals will close and management will blame it all on the government and most of you will believe them.
The TV programme was all about the experiences of an undercover reporter in hospital and the subject was the awful food. I have no idea why this reporter felt the need to hide under the covers; hospital food is almost invariably awful and everybody knows it to be so. Anyway, having puffed up his feathers into a fit of righteous indignation, he confronts some poor hapless politician to demand what is to be done? After floundering around talking about anything but money, this drowing MP reaches for the usual "get out of jail free" card:
"Your local GP" says he, " is the chap to sort this out! We are giving them the budget and they are in the best position to drive up standards and make sure you are a happy bunny."
Oh really?
Here's a question for the reporter: how will you feel if the next time you need to see your GP, you can't get an appointment because his morning surgery is full of people angry about hospital car park charges, the lack of a direct bus to the surgery, the district nurse arriving late, the curtain pattern in Nan's sheltered accommodation, young Henry's lack of choice for designer prescription spectacles and all the other things with which the "I want it all and I want it now" brigade can fill their spare time?
The meeting had lasted 1½ hours and was drawing to a close. We had been discussing the improvements in performance of a screening service that our PCT had taken over and then completely buggered up. Right at the end, they produced their performance report and in it were two graphs (which I have combined into one shown on the right).
You will see that routine referrals by the service to hospital consulants (the top line) oscillated between 38 and 225 a month. Urgent referrals also varied between 1 and 39 a month.
Everybody was really impressed with the report but then I spoilt it. I asked why there were such large variations from month to month.
Not a bloody clue!
Labels: management