In This hospital I’d seen Sel ( when he could still walk and talk ) for the last time, not too long ago.

I keep thinking about that, here in this bed, during a long and disturbed night. I was taken back, mentally, to Stoke Mandeville – constant taking of my blood pressure and the various needles in my right arm, feeding me intravenous antibiotics and saline.

Ive grown to dislike hospitals.

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  1. I can relate to this very much! It is honestly aches my heart being taken back to when he was able to walk and talk when I visited him in hospital, I remember all the jokes we told and funny moments we had in that very hospital. I could have never imagined in my life things could escalate so rapidly. That’s life I guess, but we must be strong and just roll with it day by day. Stay strong. x

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