Meredith Shayne

Sickness redux

At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I’ve been in hospital again, for another week. Things weren’t going as well as the docs were hoping, so they whisked me back in to get more intensive acute treatment. Hopefully that will be the final time, because this going to hospital all the time thing is really getting old; while I believe with my heart and soul that government-subsidised public healthcare is essential to a country’s citizens, I never wanted to experience those services so intimately myself. Just goes to show that you can’t predict these things, there but for the grace of God go I, etc. I am in much better shape now than when I left hospital last time, and my longer-term therapy has begun now, so hopefully I’m coming out the other end of it. I live in hope.

Thanks for all your comments and emails, too. I apologise for not having replied as yet, at the moment I’m finding all that fairly difficult. I do appreciate everyone’s kind words, though. Thank you all for keeping me in your thoughts.