I was determined to write a short post today, documenting the journey so far. The fact that I have not done so may be down to how damnably busy being in hospital keeps you, or it may just be that I am lacking energy for other reasons,
I was always brought up with the mistaken conviction that fresh air, good company and conversation, and plenty of good, wholesome food was the way to good health.
Now, on a hospital ward, Covid limits the prospect of healthy exercise and fresh air. And fair enough, the company you get on a tiny ward with half a dozen mixed cases can be excellent, mediocre or overpowering. One of those things.
But something as basic…
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