And today I realised.. that I never got to say goodbye to Jim*.
I wish I did.
He used to smile and wave at me as I walked into the wards in the morning, and we'd talk about.. absolutely nothing - the weather, any new tests he needed to get done, his family and the old lady in bed 8 who snored really loudly.
The last time I saw him, he looked a lot more sick than previously, and had family surrounding him.
I decided not to interrupt them and walked away.
I don't know if he'll still be around when I get back to hospital after my 'forced sick leave' or not, but I pray he is well, or will be well.
After all, he did promise to wave to me and say hi if he ever saw me on the streets of Frankston. :)
I wish I did.
He used to smile and wave at me as I walked into the wards in the morning, and we'd talk about.. absolutely nothing - the weather, any new tests he needed to get done, his family and the old lady in bed 8 who snored really loudly.
The last time I saw him, he looked a lot more sick than previously, and had family surrounding him.
I decided not to interrupt them and walked away.
I don't know if he'll still be around when I get back to hospital after my 'forced sick leave' or not, but I pray he is well, or will be well.
After all, he did promise to wave to me and say hi if he ever saw me on the streets of Frankston. :)
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