Another great blog from Ronny Allan paying tribute to all the fantastic nurses out there, keeping us going from day to day
I had minimal exposure to nurses throughout the first 55 years of my life. I did spend a night in hospital when I was 16 having been knocked unconscious in the boxing ring. Bar the odd mandatory injection, I avoided both boxing and nurses for many years after that.
You may remember I discussed how my cancer was diagnosed following a fairly innocuous conversation at my GP’s Surgery in May 2010, see blog post ‘Diagnosis – I’m no longer in control’. That nurse was professional, thorough and she clearly went the extra mile for her patients. Liz is now on my Christmas card list with pressie as a reminder to her of my grateful thanks for sending me down a different path in the game of chance that is life. I often wonder where I would be now had she not ordered the ‘just to be sure’ blood test that ended…
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