non stop appointments, injections, phone calls to and from medical people, banging my frankly already sore head against the ingnorance and flat out disregard of the difficulties and implications of my illness within the NHS and in world at large. As one specialist rightly stated, I have become a medical hot potato. Bah!
Luckily I am blessed with amazing friends and family and had alot of support today too :D (you know who you are! x)
So on that note, here's a painting I did last year upon my return from a long stay in hospital that is expressive of the mental freeze caused in me by the medical mincing machine,... (It is called 'The water remembers this moment as brittle'
"If I was crying, in the van, with my friend.. it was for freedom, from myself and from the land"
Emma x
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