I can now proudly say that I am one of those lucky patients to catch (or is it ‘win‘) a Hospital Acquired Infection.
My prize… a chest infection. It’s not a very good prize, to be honest – I don’t even feel unwell with it.
However, for at least the next four days, while being pumped full of antibiotics, I can look forward to…
- Relaxing with anything up to 6 hours sleep a night
- Enjoying the beautiful, bright LED lights, from the hospital ceiling, throughout the day and night
- Laying back and listening to the local wildlife – including call bells, telephones and screaming patients
- Daily injections with needles made from Sheffield’s finest stainless-steel
- The finest cuisine, with a menu created by world-renowned chef, Olive, from Bash Street School
- Finally, laying back, doing nothing all week – literally – I’ll be bedbound!
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