Under The Knife*

“So, um, I just wanted to say,” I say, looking at my surgeon.  “So, um, when the oncologist said last week that the cancer was in my lungs now, I didn’t really need to know that and, you know, I already knew, because you said, that it had spread and…well I was wondering, in future […]

Flesh Wounds*

“Ouch,” I howl, bursting into tears.  My underarm burns with pain. “Oh I’m so sorry,” the doctor says.  “I didn’t realise that you’d just shaved your underarm till I’d already wiped the alcohol all over it.”     “Here,” the nurse says, handing me a wet tissue.     Wiping it off, I try to […]