Do you feel that certain days have a blackness about them? Tuesday and Wednesday spring to mind for me.
The reason: Unexpected trips to the doctor and hospital.
My hospital stay was really enjoyable. Am I peculiar? Lots of people to chat to. I’m a nosy so-and-so and therefore had the unexpected bonus of loads of people to talk to.
I had my own lovely bed. No thinking of what to eat or drink. Warm, or in my case, too warm. Showers where someone washed my back. Bliss.
Long nights, though. I’m used to peace and quiet, just me and my dog, but there was someone coughing and spluttering, calling for help, so I was pleased to return home. A very enjoyable time away, all things considered, but I don’t want this to become a regular occurrence.
How do you make the most of hospital visits?
