In 1984 I needed a summer job. I’d left school and wanted to earn some cash before I went to Nottingham University.  I ended up getting a job as a Domestic Assistant (Cleaner) at the newly built wing of Lincoln County Hospital.

My role along with a team of other young people was to clean the corridors and rooms after the builders had finished their work and prior to the hospital opening to the public.

I worked throughout July, August and September washing and polishing floors, scrubbing surfaces, cleaning cupboards little knowing that 33 years later I would be back here as a patient walking those same corridors for my chemotherapy treatments. It’s a strange juxtaposition of young and old.

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