The weirdest thing happened to me the other day. I was watching a hospital programme briefly as I flicked through the channels and came across a scene showing an operation. I sat there gripped, watching the blood and gore. I didn't shy away. I didn't try and turn it over quickly. It all seemed so normal and natural.
I would NEVER have been able to watch a programme like this before Catherine's illness. I was always too squeamish - its why I never trained for the medical profession. And now I'm an officer in The Salvation Army, I've suddenly lost my fear for surgery, blood and hospitals. Surprising what a year in and out of hospital does for you...
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