Valerie Whitlock 1st December 2013

This day last year, David and I were praying for Monday to come so we could go to the Hospice at All Hallows. Although the local hospital was good as usual there was a shortage of nurses and David was in constant terrible pain and anguish - it was heartbreaking to see. David kept hallucinating and thinking he was home/going home or had eaten and wanted to eat (couldn't eat or drink for over a year) - nightmare times.