A reflection on the past few days
In a ward of grumpy old men there was one who was much younger. Almost half my age (a little over 30) but looking half of even this. Severely disabled he did not speak, face mask to aid breathing up often removed with deliberate yet uncontrolled hands. Whatever his needs they were mental and physical … Continue reading The Boy in the Bed
It’s been over three years since my last post. I have remained in good health, survived Covid unscathed and been doubly vaccinated. Held down a full-time teaching job. I have continued to have bimonthly haematology consultations and twice yearly renal consultations together with associated blood tests. Everything has been stable until this week …. My … Continue reading “Out of the Blue”
It never rains but it pours. This English idiom describes the fact that just when you think it can't get worse something else comes along to make you re-evaluate your thinking. Such has been the past 48 hours or so.
I am lucky to live in the U.K. - American friends have told me that if they were in my position then the treatment I have received would have bankrupted their families. Even my limited time in Kenya over the Easter weekend showed me just how expensive health care can be. A weekend of testing … Continue reading NHS
I have resisted writing this one -but it has to be done. I have commented a number of times about the dedicated nursing staff here and the care they are giving- they work approximately 13 hour shifts and most of it non-stop. The outbreak of Noro-Virus here this week has not helped as people are … Continue reading Cuts!
The nights have been a bit hellish hear in hospital. The staff are lovely and I cannot fault their dedication and kindness - day or night. Early in my stay I picked up a tummy bug - Noro Virus and truthfully this probably was the straw that broke the camels back in regard to my … Continue reading Hellish Nights
I've never liked looking at blood - I can cope with needles but blood extraction is a nightmare - yet I have had to endure daily blood tests and continuous stabbing. My arms look like a heroine addict there are so many puncture holes. All this has been the result of my blood contents and … Continue reading Yoyo Blood