It’s rude to stare..
As a child I was frequently told off for ‘staring’. I’d be nudged discreetly and sometimes firmly, mocked and told not to do it. I didn’t always recognise I was doing it, but sometimes I was lost in the staring – lost in the trying to figure someone out, trying to ‘see’ who a person…
Misty December Nights
*Jamie and Irene’s names have been changed Driving home in increasingly thickening fog. Beautiful streams of light shine through the lulling mist I know at least three of the nine patients I have seen today may not still be there when I return tomorrow. ….They may well be part of the mist. And here we…
September
The first weekend in September, I had some work colleagues over to my house for the first time. One of them commented on the décor and said several times – It’s just ‘so Zoe’. She had presented me with a bouquet of pastel coloured roses and stocks telling me she got them because they were…
Adeline
*Adeline and her cats names have been changed I named her Adeline because when I said goodbye to her for the last time I got in my car and a song called ‘Adeline’ by The Dip came on as I drove away. And so to me…and now to you, she became ‘Adeline’ as she took…
Some Nights
Some nights you wake up every hour. Not ideal when you’re on the early shift this morning with the rest of the week ahead. Some nights some people just stick with you, and it’s visual – you can close your eyes and see their faces. See the framed photographs on the wall and the dog…
Fraser
*Fraser and Marion’s names have been changed. The snow began falling faster, I increased the speed of the wipers as the white fluffy flakes began to settle on the windscreen. I felt my shoulders rise and my teeth clench in anxiety as it became harder to see and a blanket of white started to cover…
Marian Keyes #WritingPrompt (no.1)
She flicked through the dog-eared sheets within the tattered blue ring binder labelled ‘Bed C3’ until she reached the communication sheet she needed. Pulling her pen from her scrubs pocket she began to scribble the story of her days events with Miss Lizzy. ‘Patient handed over from night staff, alert and orientated…’ She leant closer…
The many faces of Russell. Part 2.
Russell is a fictional character based on this image by Simon Wijers. Part 1 is HERE “I’m not doing it Shank…..how many times do I have to say this” Benjamin teetered behind him as he walked “Russell please reconsider this opportunity; this trial could revolutionise treatment for this disease. It could really put us on…
James’s Marvellous Medicine
James has always had presence, 6’4, a gorgeous smile, the life and soul of the party, everybody loved James. Every soul could sincerely believe they were James’s best friend, his ability to make you feel special and bonded meant he was everybody’s friend. Adults old or young, children, girls or boys, James got on with…
Covid-19 – my nursing perspective
I’ve thought long and hard about writing this, in a time where there are many opinions, a variety of views, very personal challenges and hardship and grief that can be all consuming regardless of what has been lost. But I felt compelled. And it’s taken me a while to get it right…Oh and it’s a…
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