C4, I just realised I never told you about my friend Beatrice. She was about 60 and lived in a third story apartment where she and I were neighbours. She'd been seeing a doctor at the hospital for her painful hips for a few years and then a neighbour said to me "Isn't it a pity that Bea's daughter is having to mortgage her house to get her hip done as our local hospital won't do it."
I was horrified as I knew this the hospital, where I worked, was less than ½ a mile away and we had one of the premier hip surgeons in the south east of England! So I rang her to check that this was true. Yes it was and what was more, she was going to a really mediocre surgeon near where her daughter lived.
I got her to see my chap and he said he'd get her in to do her hip. When she was admitted for surgery a few weeks later, he said "Actually, your other hip as almost as bad. If you like, I'll do them both for you!"
So she had them both done and within a few months she was out and about again and going to her favourite tea dances - ballroom dancing again! How awesome is that!
She always gave me a big hug whenever we met because she said if it hadn't been for me poking my nose in, not only would she only have got only one hip done but her daughter would have had a huge mortgage to pay as well!