Memories of the Spinal Unit - A Time of Tragedy and Hope

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In the wee small hours of the morning you would hear them crying.

They were the tears of those whose lives had been turned upside down, struggling to comprehend how what happened could have happened to them? The nurses on duty would leave them be. This was a private time, a time of personal and necessary grieving for the people they once were, and there was nothing…