Repulsed by cruelty

Repulsed by cruelty

“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.” I was taught to say this at school if called a name – and I did, when I was. Even before I began to be a spectacles wearer – not a cool look in 1978 – I was singled out for being small, skinny and...
Remembering my Grandparents.

Remembering my Grandparents.

Grandparents. I used to worry I would be sacked over mine. For many years I had seven of them, and was terrified some of them would die at once and my employers would claim I was making up their funerals to get out of work. Most grown adults have no more than four and...
Recognising Patient Fears

Recognising Patient Fears

She’d sat and waited for nearly four hours by the time it was her turn to be called through. It was late one Friday evening, and the department had been busy with what seemed like a constant stream of pre-alerts and ambulances. As a team we had dealt with a multitude...