I did my fortnightly drop-in on the ward today. Admittedly I got there a little earlier than usual, but I visited every bay of the ward, and spoke to the people in each bay who seemed to want to talk to me. And yet I looked at my watch as I finished my visit, and I had been there only about 3/4 hour.
I mean I’m quite happy to chat to people, but quiet wasn’t the word! Maybe as I myself improved some of the reservedness I once had is coming back? And talking to people about my own stay in hospital seems less and less relevant with time.
I don’t know. I mean, I have this free time at the moment and I keep telling myself that if I can help other people make sense of all this, then it’s a positive thing, but I wonder how much good I actually do?
