Blog: Asleep on the compost heap

The bleep of my mobile phone woke me at 5.14am. It was a message from a nurse on call. I opened the glowing envelope expecting the usual details about a night shift. “Gearóid passed away an hour ago. We thought you would want to know” it said. I got up fifteen minutes later and made a bowl of cereal, my head filled with sad and relieved thoughts. Gearóid was a man with Down Syndrome who I first met during my part time job as a care assistant in an Alzheimer’s hospice. On the evening he first [...]

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