Politics, Weather & the Poems of Fermal Undies

Another day, another claiming of squatters rights in a hospital waiting room. On this occasion, the trip is for the oncologist to provide a family member with results from a previous weeks CT scan.. Outside the heavy precipitation taps against the waiting area window as if its trying to grab my attention. Irrationally, I opine the rain is goading yours truly; advising I may be safe at the moment, but... Continue Reading →

Names Changed To Protect The Innocent

An over cautious approach by a family member, meant arriving considerably earlier than necessary for their hospital appointment this morning. I’m a big advocate of punctuality, organisation and planning; however arriving an hour early for your scheduled treatment is slight overkill in my book. Despite this though, my family member, who for the purposes of anonymity... Continue Reading →

Vocation, Vocation, Vocation

Today's offering is my 150th blog, which I wrote whilst sitting in the waiting room of the oncology unit at St James Hospital, in Leeds.. Karen was sat opposite awaiting her monthly blood test to confirm her tumours remain stable; in addition to biding her time for the regular consultation with her oncologist. She perched... Continue Reading →

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