The private hospital where I lay for a number of days after my break and operation, was lovely. It had a settee with a bedside lamp, a fridge stocked with wine and drinks, and a TV.
The physio made me walk on my bad leg, which the Cape Town doctor would not let me do. The staff in the theatre were terrifying and rough. The nursing care was wonderful. My broken leg is now 2.1cm shorter than my 'good' leg.
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