The best afternoon tea ever?
I’ve just returned from a brief visit to Christchurch, to the Pain Management Unit at Burwood Hospital where I receive treatment every few months. This time, one of the regular patients was missing. Let’s call her Anne. She and I used to chat, stuck next to each for 3 hours or so. We have quite a lot in common and were interested in each other’s progress. Our conversations were a highlight for me and I’ll miss them. Anne rang me last week to warn me of her no-show, with an explanation. After several painful years on the waiting list she had at last been fitted with a spinal chord stimulator. The operation had taken place just a few days earlier. What’s a spinal chord stimulator? See my earlier post. (If you don’t want to follow those links: it’s an electronic device a bit like a pacemaker which stops pain signals…