A positive response from the GP

My father was in hospital, paraplegic from a cord compression by a secondary from prostate cancer. He would never walk again. He had been looked after brilliantly by people who were without exception fine human beings in each hospital he had attended. But to him, hospitals as institutions were places where he could never feel remotely at ease Indeed, when courting my mother, a physiotherapist, he would never even go inside the hospital where she …