News of my death is premature
Yup. Hospital this morning again. At this rate it would be easier if I just moved in. I seem to spend more time in there than I do at home, not to mention all the motoring. But I would rather … Continue reading →
Yup. Hospital this morning again. At this rate it would be easier if I just moved in. I seem to spend more time in there than I do at home, not to mention all the motoring. But I would rather … Continue reading →
I had another jaunt to St Vincent’s Hospital yesterday. This time they decided to spare me that crack-of-dawn trick which they usually pull. This time they dumped me into the Friday evening traffic chaos. There is a strange phenomenon here … Continue reading →
Life continues apace. Little is happening around the Manor. The only noticeable change is that the cancer is starting to make a nuisance of itself. The pain is just that – a fucking pain in the neck. It started a … Continue reading →
This is rather tedious. had yet another hospital appointment yesterday. This one was in St James’s Hospital which is in a very awkward corner of Dublin and of course was timed to clash with the rush hour. It took me … Continue reading →