So, why are you here? (or Let’s drink Milkshakes!)

Medical person: So, why are you here?
Louis: I’m here because I have dia-

So this conversation happened over twenty years ago, shortly after Louis had been admitted to The Royal Children’s Hospital (RCH). He was sharing a ward with some other kids, when some medical type people came around, asking each of the children why they were there, posing questions about their ailments, and making notes on their clipboards.

Louis was pretty young at this point, nine years old to be exact.  I don’t know about you, but at that age I was still laughing at fart jokes, and giggling from the Clag fumes in Art Class as someone told breast (gasp!) and pee jokes.  So my point is, at that age many children have a basic understanding of biology, bodily functions and subsequently, a rather basic idea of health issues.

Medical person: So, why are you here?
Louis: I’m here because I have diarrhoea.
Medical person: Ahhhhh……..

Of course, Louis was not in hospital because he had diarrhoea.  He was in hospital because a few days earlier he had collapsed in his parents’ kitchen, as a result of undiagnosed Type 1 diabetes.  Continue reading So, why are you here? (or Let’s drink Milkshakes!)