Fear is the mind-killer.

Something in me changed yesterday, and for the better.

When I got to the cardiology dept yesterday, they were running 35 minutes late. 15 minutes later that had gone out to 90 minutes, and I was stuck there with nothing to read. So, as I had my wheelchair, I went for a trundle round the hospital and, as it was lunchtime by then, I found I had long, empty corridors to play with, where I could get up to a pretty good speed, unimpeded. Eventually, though, the fun had to stop and