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Monthly Archives: February 2024
Where My Thought’s Escaping
It’s good being home from hopstical. Oh, didn’t I tell you? I’m home from hopstical. Tuesday’s expected discharge was postponed after my poor reaction to the nebuliser trial but yesterday I was not showing serious after-effects and was allowed home … Continue reading
I Don’t Love It When A Plan Doesn’t Come Together
Oh boo, and indeed, hoo. No, not a ghost haunting Horton, my sentiments when today’s nebuliser trial prior to me being discharged from hopstical went badly and has seen me not be discharged today at all. With luck and no … Continue reading
I Think I’ll Haunt My Bike Outside Later
You kids won’t understand what I mean when I say there’s a piece of equipment one of the other hopstical patients in here uses that sounds like a detuned old television set until he plops it over his face (the … Continue reading
Hadron’s Wall Of Sound
If you’ve ever wondered how they get triangles from a cow then you’ve come to the wrong place and should probably scour the internet for UK television adverts of the 80s (or for a song by Half Man, Half Biscuit). … Continue reading
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What’s The Bleeding Time
Even mindless violence is boring today. Just as well I’m not being mindlessly violent then, isn’t it? Hopstical has been the same flow of the same routines at the same pace in the same order (though not necessarily the right … Continue reading
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Ring The Bell (Ding Ding) Toot The Horn (Honk Honk)
I’ve been hit by a wave of melancholy today. There’s no real reason for it: treatment is progressing ok and I’ve had a couple of lovely visitors so far this week plus some great calls from people further away. But … Continue reading
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Queasy Like Sunday Morning
…I wasn’t queasy this morning, just soul-baffled from poor sleep. The sleep I did manage was characterised by very bizarre dreams, the most interesting of which involved me being one of fifty men agreeing to drag up for a huge … Continue reading
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Hopsticalifragulistic
Those who choose to work for the NHS, caring for the sick and the infirm, are fantastic human types. They’re not one homogenous mass all being fantastic from the same fantastico hymn sheet: they each have their strengths and their … Continue reading
A Farewell To Arse
An eventful day of hopsticalling began with yuck and grimness as the antibiotics being pumped into my arm interacted badly with my stomach place. This is a standard reaction when I’m on IVs but felt especially rotten this morning after … Continue reading
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Not Especially Quiet On The Culm Western Front
Day Two in the Big Brother hopstical and a Geordie voice is now narrating everything the inmates are doing. Except when we’re having a poo or throwing bedpans at the bloke who insists on watching back-to-back episodes of Homes Under … Continue reading
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Tagged Bob Dylan, e=mc2, Einstein, Homes Under the Hammer, Kate Bush, Keith Richards, Live Aid, Ronnie Wood
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