Hi there friends, I’m writing from 4 North A, room 221. Yes, I can’t believe it either, actually I can as this was inevitable. I have the fluie feeling, I think the crappy description applies. My temp hit 38 at one point, which is the barrier, so my Doctor urged me to come back to hospital. I have received some drugs and I’m sure more will follow, I don’t have any real idea of how long I will be in, except that it will most definitely be for 2 days.
I am going to cut this short as I want to document some thoughts while they are fresh, it relates to …. “There’s something wrong when dealing with life and death becomes routine.” Which will be the subject of the thoughts.
I will be in touch when I finish,