Disease

My intention to post frequently has come up against the unwilled and unpredictable vagary of illness.

 

Disease is aptly named: dis-ease = the absence of ease; misery. A hiatus; meanness; prayer; mercy – a little free association.

 

Several times, at night, I actually considered going to A&E – my A&E – for…. I didn’t go: I don’t relish being prodded and stabbed and fussed over.

 

This was going to be a long, rambling post, but I find that I must stop now.