I think I now know why we used to be so keen to keep disease out. I’m not used to pain. I don’t want another week like this last one. I’d swear it was worse this time than when I was originally hurt. I suppose then I was so out of it that I didn’t really notice it so much. But this is odd: they’ve taken a perfectly healthy person and made them sick.

It really, really hurt. And they wouldn’t let me have anything for the pain. That was the point, they said. I needed to feel the pain so that I could learn from my own body. They have done is cut into me – and that bit’s sore – then rummaged around inside – I feel bruised inside.

Never mind! Today I am up and dressed. Up! That’s a joke. I can hardly stand, and moving is...

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