Comments on: finding the Theatre

By: Indigo Roth

Indigo Roth — Tue, 25 Sep 2012 21:13:31 +0000

Hey Wendy! Wowsers, now THAT is a cliffhanger! MORE PLEASE! Indigo x

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By: wendy

wendy — Mon, 24 Sep 2012 12:24:03 +0000

Hi Stefan, I thought about using a picture of nurse Ratchet… thanks for the positive feedback W

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By: wendy

wendy — Mon, 24 Sep 2012 10:11:39 +0000

Thanks Will! That is good to hear. I was a bit uncertain about my plan to write a very long series of posts on a theme that lacked a lot of light relief. So I’m feeling more confident now. ! am mending well, but that doesn’t make for such fascinating blog posts, it’s more twitter status stuff “I used my broken arm to turn on a tap today!”. Hmmm…. I’ll have to think about the sound tracks for these events. I love Dennis Potter’s work, W x

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By: Stefan

Stefan — Mon, 24 Sep 2012 09:48:48 +0000

I’m really starting to wonder how these people like the stout nurse (love that choice of words, by the way – it really conjures up the image of a perfectly starched and ironed nurse Ratched ) would experience a stay in their own facilities, being on the receiving end of their own treatment …
Or is there some special hospital for people who work in hospitals?

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By: Will Watts

Will Watts — Mon, 24 Sep 2012 07:16:01 +0000

I would like to say that I am enjoying your account of your troubles very much. Does that sound dreadful? I hope not. I broke my ankle last year, and spent several weeks in Charing Cross hospital. It won’t make you feel better, but we have had many similar experiences. The loss of notes, the doctor making promises as though the act of him saying them will make them happen, the extra-rude nurse, the ghastly indefinite waits in corridors with your backside freezing out of a gown you can’t tie up at the back – I think these are NHS universalities. One of my low points was blubbing in the presence of the consultant and his entourage (who did indeed seem to appear to the sound of an orchestra playing The Arrival of the Queen of Sheba on my mental gramophone. I recommend rewatching Dennis Potter’s The Singing Detective for this and other insights into hospital life – it all made so much more sense after one’s own hospitalisation experience).

I take it that you are now sprung, and are recalling turmoil from a position of tranquillity. Please ‘scuse me patronising, but you are writing about it really sharply: little touches like ‘the stout nurse’ I do enjoy. (An unfashionable word, stout, but still capable of great things carefully applied in the right place.)

What I really meant to say: get well soon.

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