When Manulife was bad

UPDATE: After posting this on March 7th the same investigator who called the week before phoned back on March 8th to say that she had reversed her decision. Thank you thank you thank you to everyone who emailed Manulife, tweeted and posted on Facebook. You have my eternal gratitude. Summary: On November 16th I had…

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Life is like a bowel obstruction

The dietician was the last person I spoke to when I was discharged from the hospital on Monday (yes, Monday, three days ago, Monday). He was being almost-too-respectful so I kind of felt like I had to shake him down for insight and advice. I wanted to know how I ended up in the emergency…

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Nine Nights

Nine Nights For the last four nights, I have slept without the constant buzz of the hospital waking me every hour or so. No one has taken my vitals, no roommate has called out in pain, no team of staff has come to infuse me with a stranger’s blood. I am hoping that these last…

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Being Less than Patient

Being Less than Patient, www.juliedevaney.com

On Wednesday November 16th I am scheduled for what I hope will be my surgical swan song. This will be my fifth major operation and while I don’t feel remotely squeamish about the details being public, the prospect of explaining things is exhausting. So I found a lovely patient blogger in Sheffield, UK who seems…

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