Stroke Ward
Full of ideas after talking to the understorians yesterday, and attacked that MS with concerted effort first thing. I got up at seven and began work, as I was lying in bed thinking about it. Off this afternoon to Brighton, to the county hospital, to see Will, who is in the stroke care unit. Found myself rather dreading the visit, as it pressed many of my hypochondriac buttons as I made my way from the bus stop. He was pleased to see me, and surprised me by saying how brilliant he thought my poetry reading had been as the first thing he said. While entirely recognisable as Will, his mind is wandering somewhat and he told me he feels lonely and depressed. And has idées fixe about not getting enough medications, and needing the bedpan and so on. He also began describing the garden party he wanted to have, and that he was getting married and the business success of a close friend. Callum and Will's mum Mavis arrived about twenty minutes or so after I got there. His mum st...