Doctor, Doctor!
9th February 2018
A phone call from James last night – he’s broken his wrist skiing. I feel for him but I could not believe that he phoned to tell me and to ask me for advice. I know that I’ve been on hand for the past twenty-odd years to answer every medical question he has ever had, but I don’t think he’s realised that this is no longer my role. Wife, cook, personal shopper, cleaner, doctor… no more!
He was given the correct advice from the resort medical team and he knows what he’s got to do – which is basically rest it until he’s home and has follow-up treatment. If he wants any other support, he can ask Amelia. Or Google it. Anything but ask me.