These are Malcolm’s dictated words.
I spent the night nil by mouth on a drip, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t move, bored. That was hard. But it paid off. I had food today which was a pleasure to eat and hopefully I am home tomorrow evening. All is clear.
I met a nurse who turned out to be an ex Sunday School pupil of mine from 30 years ago and she remembered me. What a small world. Continue reading »