Evening rounds

I've just been to the day room to do the evening rounds for the bay. Not cups of tea or coffee. But hot water bottles. Yes, you read that right. Even in this heat, 

on a ward that could grow tomatoes and cannibis plants, we still need our hot water bottles. They're as effective for pain relief as a shot of morphine. 

So tonight we are all laid on top of our duvets (yes, duvets. We've all had single duvets brought in from home as they're much snugglier than a hospital blanket. I've slept so much better since having it) with our fans on full, windows open and thinnest pjs on, with our hot water bottles. What a sight we must be. No wonder the doctors think we're all mad. Question is though: were we mad when we arrived or has being here sent us crazy?

NB x