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The past couple of months have not been great. With multiple hospital stays, I’m behind on shopping, haven’t even started holiday decorating, and completely abandoned my NaNoWriMo project. But I’m not upset, because I’ve discovered…

Why Scotland is the best place to be sick.

Is it the room with a view (and iPad)?

The haute cuisine meals?

The ensuite bigger than some places I’ve lived?

Or the world-class medicine practiced at Glasgow’s Queen Elizabeth University Hospital & architectural wonder—

 

(not to mention all my newly-ventilated extremities.)

But… not so much. Instead it’s all about the irrepressibly cheerful, helpful, friendly and oh so wonderful staff. Of course. It was hugs all around as I was leaving (although nobody wished that I’d be back soon).

Next time you get sick, you’ve got do it in Scotland!

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