Back to Square One

My daughter met me at Newcastle airport after the Fraser Island trip and took me to the emergency department at John Hunter hospital.  I finally saw a doctor who I’m certain thought I was a raving hypochondriac, but he wrote me a prescription for some diazepam and painkillers and told me to go and see … Continue reading Back to Square One

My First Relapse

Christchurch continued to rattle its way through the aftershocks that persisted in the months that followed the February earthquake. Thankfully the strength of the tremors gradually diminished and with it my fears that there would be another big one. Even so, Christchurch remained in ruins and I had no yearning to return to New Zealand … Continue reading My First Relapse