Not a blog….

Not a blog….

Okay, so this week I am a total and utter under-achiver when it comes to blogs and social media. But I think I have a valid excuse. Both lodges are 100% full, it is hectic here. And then on top of it all my leading ladies are either off, on leave, overseas or sick. So...
`Welcome home.

`Welcome home.

I have a very bad habit, and I’m sure I am not the only one. I save people’s contact details on my phone, not properly by name and surname, but in a way that will help me remember who they are. For instance:  Monique Tatum’s mom, Ken the church guy, Peter Plumber,...
The struggle is real.

The struggle is real.

People often say to me, “What you do must be so hard?” and of course, I agree wholeheartedly, playing the victim in the hopes that they will buy me a bottle of bubbly or a nice houseplant. What I do is hard, but the things most people think are hard are really not...
Gentle defiance.

Gentle defiance.

If you follow us on social media, you would have seen that one of our patients has been with us for two years. You would also have seen that all the evidence, scans, tests and results showed that she had between one and five days to live when she came to us, yet, here...
The Spruit-fairy

The Spruit-fairy

I love how life cuts you down to size just when you least expect it. On Saturday a few of us went for our Saturday stroll-walk-hike-group therapy-kuier. This week we walked the Braamfonteinspruit and met about 500m from where I spent the first six months of my life in...