Holy Hospital Week: Freedom

Free at last! I have just been discharged from hospital after my final procedure yesterday afternoon.  Before I went down for surgery they placed a cross on each foot. Apparently it’s so that the doctors can take my pulse quickly in the middle of the surgery, should my heart do something unexpected.  But I’m lying in my hospital bed thinking about the Cross of Christ and all it means. And then they come and put two crosses on my feet. We often consider the stigmata to be a physical sensation of pain in the hands and feet, a spiritual/emotional response … Continue reading Holy Hospital Week: Freedom

 Holy Hospital Week: Darkness

The hospital at night is a quiet place. Gone are the doctors making decisions and sending folk off for tests. The ward managers are not writing letters and making calls. All the heart patients are resting.  Many guys go to sleep early. Some folk are agitating to turn the lights off at 9pm. Thankfully the last drugs round isn’t til 10 so for us night owls we are not forced to go to bed in the middle of the evening. Personally, I usually turn the lights off around midnight and really struggle if I try to sleep before 11pm.  The … Continue reading  Holy Hospital Week: Darkness

Holy Hospital Week: Feasting

Having been in hospital for 14 of the last 21 days, I think I know the menu quite well. The breakfast is basic but filling with plenty of Weetabix to go around. The lunch is really quite good: with options from a Roast Chicken Dinner to an All Day Breakfast. Yesterday’s featured this tasty and aromatic Sweet & Sour Chicken. It’s really quite tasty. Supper though is a bit dire. Rather evil-tasting sandwiches and not enough to go round.  That’s why we have elicit food supplies. Some are healthy, others a bit dodgy, a few downright dangerous. I’m blessed with … Continue reading Holy Hospital Week: Feasting

Holy Hospital Week: Denial

I have a bed by the window, with a third floor view. It is quite literally a birds eye view. Just outside the window a wood pigeon is nesting. It’s a toss up whether I’m still in here when her chicks are hatched. Maybe it will be on Easter Day? Watch this space… Does my hope that I see her offspring mean I’m getting institutionalised?  It’s the highlight of my day to see this bird outside enjoying the sun, doing what comes naturally.  Jesus’ thoughts about the birds of the air come to mind, that our Heavenly Father looks after … Continue reading Holy Hospital Week: Denial

Holy Hospital Week: Praise

I’m missing the usual prayers and rythmn of Holy Week, the lead up to Easter. So I thought I’d share reflections from around the hospital ward that chime with Holy Week themes. Today my theme is Praise.  The photo of the Cambridge K ward ‘Appreciation Board’ … the thankyous that are given to the staff for all their care. Cards & gifts galore come in. Actually, Katy brought in a box of chocolates for the nurses yesterday. I know, you usually give them chocolates to say thank you on the last day, when you leave. These aren’t a bribe to … Continue reading Holy Hospital Week: Praise