The doctor calling the ambulance rationalises their actions, ‘I don’t know what will happen to their chest (NB not ‘Albert’, but his chest – a lapse into pathology and medical-speak
Monthly Archives: March 2022
To me it means ‘oy vey’ and ‘there you go’.
The Waterboys, Gene Kelly & Worm Moon 2022.￼
I thought of the residents of my care home,
Was it disturbing their mental continence?
Would it influence me?
Human, all too human.
This is the transparency I encounter when I visit patients at home, in their poorliness or vulnerability, on their death-beds, in their terminal loneliness.
For me, the difference between the two belts and their equivalents in medicine can be described as transactional and transformational care.
I am famously last-minute. If you know Myers-Briggs, you could guess the last letter of my type. Despite this propensity, I almost always get things done on time. The argument to myself and those around me who wonder why I am not doing anything when I should be preparing is that I am thinking (worrying)Continue reading “Holidays”
My mum – for International Women’s Day 8 March 2022
My mum Would pass thread through the eye of a tiny needle and perform what she called invisible stitches. It was what all the ladies wanted. The middle-aged women would call-in at our house Requesting alterations to aid their spread, their girth expansion from the time in-between diets. Mum would sit at her Singer sewingContinue reading “My mum – for International Women’s Day 8 March 2022”
Drowning in data, in war.
We fear crazy men who remain in power for too long, who climb to the top ensuring multiple mutually assured mechanisms of destruction for anyone who might threaten them.