My Huge Clock. Humour in Hospital #4
Before you get all worked up, re-read the title. As it is Christmas today, I thought I’d share the best gift I’d ever gotten. You see, in hospital, while getting my treatment (i.e. chemotherapy and radiation), I’d often wake up with intense pain or nausea, often finding myself drenched in sweat. And every time that happened, I got scared. But the worst thing about that was that I’d wake up in the middle of night and not know whether I’d had 5 hours or 5 minutes of sleep… not know whether the doctors or blood collectors […]
