“Don’t you end up always feeling sick in the back of these things?”
My patient asked this whilst sat on the edge of their seat trying to peak through into the front driver’s area so as to focus on the road ahead. And not be sick.
I stopped writing and thought about it for a moment. Still staring at my document I realised I wasn’t sick. Not even close. Not any more. I’d even managed to subconsciously compensate for the erratic movements the new service vehicles provide . . . Continue reading