The 'TOO HARD' Basket.
My visits to the local hospital; a short 4 minute drive and a brisk hundred metre trot to the single occupancy ward where my wife Rosemary is incarcerated usually ends on a note of complete frustration. Apart from the failure to communicate with Rosemary which is difficult due to her dementia. It would seem the staff who deliver her meals have lost the plot and offer her meals that she cannot handle due to the loss of her lower denture at the previous hospital and from my observations 99 % of her meals go to waste, a couple of spoons of soft desert is the usual intake.. I have noticed several hospital staff attempting to feed Rosemary but give up all too soon, I doubt if they have the expertise required which is obviously an essential part of their employment. Rosemary is on a drip containing some mysterious ingredient which is helping in someway to sustain life, however, she has lost so much weight she is beginning to appear like a 'Belson' in