Some years ago, while working in a hospital, I was informed by a nursing staff that a Ms Juliana asked to see me in the ward. Visiting patients (friends and relatives) comes with the turf. When I walked into the 4 bedder ward, I saw a familiar face, a lady with long hair in bed.
She looked gaunt with exhaustion, a face turned ashen. From her livid lips, she appeared next to death’s door. I was shocked. To read on http://hometruly.blogspot.