Thanks

I was agonising over my latest visit to the hospital thinking of all the bad stories I’d heard about people with similar problems and how they were affected after having catheters removed. So, when I was discharged yesterday after a successful removal of that sitting have my first coffee in three days, waiting for a cab home, I telephone the consultant’s secretary to thank her for putting up with me regularly on the phone to chase appointments, adding my thanks for the efficient way the consultant handled my problems, asking her to pass them on.
I next called the unit where the catheter and stent were removed. I was not rude to the four clinicians in the room when I entered but equally, I was not shy in putting forward exactly how I felt being there in words leaving them in no doubt as to my position. When they finished I thank them, but with the coffee warming my throat I thought I perhaps another thank you might not go amiss.
But the one person I needed to thank the most did not have a phone line connection. I had to thank Him silently which I did and I’m still doing it.

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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4 Responses to Thanks

  1. I am very pleased to know it has gone well, Danny. You have suffered enough this year so far. I hope you have a lovely weekend. Hugs.

  2. edwardky2 says:

    Stay well. Glad you are better.

  3. Daniel Kemp says:

    Thank you, Edward, that’s kind.

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