I like the NHS just the way it is, but then I use it a lot.
My tale of woe starts when I was in the Army. I was in the Parachute Regiment and a night jump that went wrong left me with a knackered spine. That was back in '72. I can no longer run and walking is a problem if I can't lean against a wall or something every 20 yards or so. Pain is just something you learn to live with. I take 8 sets of medicines every month so I'm glad that prescriptions are free for me. The only downside to that is that one of them has a possibility of causing cancer. Guess what??
Because my spine is all bent out of shape, my inner tubes and passageways get twisted out of shape as well. I was getting Acid reflux so my doc organised a CT scan to try to see what the problem was. It was this scan, for a totally different thing, that found a growth on my left kidney. Within 7 days I was in a bed recovering from a Kidney removal. Christ knows how much that would have cost me if it hadn't been for the NHS. That was about 2 months ago and I am now recovered and my other kidney is working fine. Of course, the medicine that had cancer down as a possible side effect has been kicked into touch.