The evening of 24 October 2025

This evening I received a call from a wonderful gentleman from St Barts Hospital, a clinical nurse who talked me through any queries I had about the surgery and my visit to the hospital starting on Sunday evening. It seems that Saint Bart's is able to excel every time I have any dealings with them. I now have all my questions answered and what I need to do to prepare myself for Sunday which is to make sure that I have some proper shoes to wear for my recovery days and also take all my meds along as they will be reviewed daily. I also need comfy clothes. Apparently not too fashionable. So as not show up anyone. He is not aware of the fashion icon he will have on his hands next week 

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  1. Anonymous24 October 2025 at 19:49

    Indeed!

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  2. Anonymous25 October 2025 at 11:19

    They won't know what will hit them - all the best for tomorrow

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