
During another day in GP Land, my coffee mug was sitting comfortably in front of me on the desk, filled to the top courtesy of the lovely ladies at reception. It was time to see the next patient. The wonderful … Continue reading
During another day in GP Land, my coffee mug was sitting comfortably in front of me on the desk, filled to the top courtesy of the lovely ladies at reception. It was time to see the next patient. The wonderful … Continue reading
It was an average morning in a GP practice. It could have been an average afternoon. But it definitely wasn’t the evening or nightshift. Or weekend. Why? This is ‘GP Land’ – a magical place for those who have just … Continue reading
Everyday is painful for me. I don’t have cancer. I’ve not been in an accident. I don’t have arthritis. But I feel pain, every hour of everyday. The pain is very real. And, like those who need something to ease … Continue reading
It was Saturday night in the emergency department. Probably about 1am. It always seems to be Saturday night at 1am in the emergency department. This is the time when those who have consumed one too many pints of Tennent’s lager … Continue reading
On a busy medical ward in Scotland, a fierce battle was emerging between the smell of antiseptic and the noxious odours emitted by Mrs. Jones, a ninety year old whose reeking side room was strategically positioned opposite the doctor’s office. … Continue reading