OOPS. You kept misspelling the word "patent". When talking about health care, you really need to distinguish a patent from a patient. 
Ah, the problem of talking about both patients and patents in the same article. And then running it through spell check which, of course, sees nothing wrong.
Especially if you have a speech impediment. "You're an impatient patient, patent."
No problem with those but put words starting with W or R too close together and I stumble on them all the time. This really became a problem when I once lived on West Roosevelt Road, Wheaton. And everytime I had to give my address it went haywire. Invariably it would become West Roosevelt Woad, Reeton. I moved.
Funny to think that a militant atheist such as yourself once lived in Wheaton.
I don't see myself as militant. And that's only half the story. But remember I wasn't always an atheist. So living in the evangelical Vatican is not unusual. And in fact I worked for an evangelical non profit organization there -- one which actually did some good things though not well. And they tend to avoid doing bad things. They mainly supplied medical supplies to missionaries and I was in charge of getting the shipments ready for shipping.
But at the time I was not an atheist.
I just heard that those trying to get an appointment for symptoms of depression have to wait six months for an appointment.
Never fear. The NHS has an interim solution. They offer a prescription (yes, a medical prescription) to go to the library and read books from a list of 37.
I could see an NHS suicide prevention hotline. You call in and are told you can speak to some in January 2010.
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