Friday, 18 September 2009
A big thank you
And to the few miserable posters who have accused me of being a whinger, an ungreatful (sic) sod or a miserable git... please get in touch. I can give you the name of an excellent therapist who has been able to help many people with severe personality disorders and sense of humour failures. I don’t know what it’s like to live alone and be without friends but I do sympathise. However, venting your spleen on the sick and the disabled will only make you feel worse in the long run. So turn that computer off, get out of your bedsit and pop out into the fresh air and you may find out that life’s not so bad after all and that even someone as bitter as you could eventually make friends and have a life.
I hope this blog has highlighted the problem of poor nutrition in hospital and that it may give someone like Jamie Oliver the inspiration to take up the cudgel on behalf of malnourished patients. I have never spent time in hospital in my life and yet here I am, a long-term guest (or should that be customer?) of the NHS and totally at its mercy for all my needs. So, if you don’t campaign for better food for people like me then do it for yourself because you never know when you might be in need of nourishment to get you through a chronic illness.
Blogging might be a little light for the rest of today as I have a massive headache from having stayed up all night trying to answer some of the comments and making sure that I read every one. I’d love to respond to each of you individually but even with all the time on my hands, I think it would be a Herculean task.
Peace, love and thanks...