"You guys rock down to electric avenue"

I tell you now there are angels oot there and they do exist. Hear me now, I was admitted to hospital in an awful bad way. Barely eating, not drinking. A bit on the wacky thoughts side and trying to end it all. 

The doctors told me that they were thinking of ECT. I don’t remember it too much. That’s one of the side effects and I was away with the fairies. That being said what I do remember is that is some of the best toast I’ve had in years and I’m doing better. Despite the worry it was gonna be like the films. Let me thank the wee lecky angels.

Thank you to Martin for calming me doon every time. You could calm doon the worst of folk a think. A proper lovely bloke who had all the time in the world and would chat away despite how busy he seemed. Always running about, definitely has running shoes on.

Thank you to Kathy, you joked about making the best tea. Well she fair did and done it with a smile and a friendly ear. She remembered the little things. What a gem of a woman. She had a warmth that would warm the polar bears wee hearts!

The wee nurse Kirsty who’s as fiery as her red hair. Thank you for the stories at my bedside and helping me recover. You have a true infectious laugh that I could remember hearing half awake. You show true passion for your job.

The nurse with the tattoos Jane, thank you for talking away when I was scared. You have a lovely nature and could sense when I was getting scared.  You had the most kind manner in my recovery. Even when I was a big girls blouse getting the stickers off.  

I don’t want to keep rambling but thank you ECT, you saved my life.  You guys rock down to electric avenue.