by admin | Sep 20, 2018 | Hope, Life, Love, Suicide, Talk To Someone, Uncategorized, www.gllpublishing.com
Note from Author Taken from the novel – U Murder U (Suicide) Most people, like me, will know someone who committed suicide or know someone who knows someone. When I finished my MSc in Medical Microbiology at University, I got a job in a renowned London hospital’s Microbiology Laboratory, and it was there that I met him – my work mentor. He wasn’t that tall, was balding, of slight built and told me once that he bought some of his trousers in the children’s section of clothing shops. He took me under his wing and taught me the difference between studying Medical Microbiology and working in a laboratory and how to put my theory know-how, into practice. He used to wind me up by calling me ‘Gladiola’ instead of Gladys – he told me it was the name of a beautiful flower, and I believed him (we didn’t have the internet back then for me to check if it was true or not). I worked with him for nearly seven years; two of those years were spent on maternity leave having my children. When I went back to work each time he brought me up to speed and made sure that I was okay with all the new methods. The things I remember most are his willingness to always help me when I needed help at work, and how when we had a slight misunderstanding I would frown at him, he would frown in return, we’d smile, and things would go back to normal. Once, I found and identified a rare parasite in a patient’s sample and he confirmed...
by admin | Mar 15, 2016 | blog, Depressed, Hope, Life, Love, Suicide, Uncategorized
The next instalment of U Murder U (Suicide) below – Chapter 3 CHAPTER 3 Neil R.T. Williams crossed then uncrossed his legs as he waited to be called into Dr Lincoln’s office. He was early and had expected that being the celebrity he was the doctor would see him when he arrived but to his annoyance he had been told he would have to wait as the doctor was with another client. Patience was not a virtue that Neil was familiar with. He considered himself a go-getter, a man who made things happen quickly – very un-akin to being patient. He took a deep breath as he lifted his right leg and let his ankle rest against his left knee. His right foot tapped nervously against his left knee like a woodpecker on a new branch. The door opened and a pretty, young, red-haired lady came out with a notepad in her hand. Neil’s foot froze mid tap, he openly stared at her, as he did all pretty women. She blushed, she immediately recognised him. She had seen him in several movies and TV dramas. “Mr Williams, Dr Lincoln will see you now. I apologise that you had to wait but as I said on the phone when you called this morning, Dr Lincoln had a client who he couldn’t reschedule.” “I haven’t seen you here before, have you just started working here?” “I don’t work here I’m just helping my uncle out and getting some practical patient work experience for my MSc degree in Psychology.” “Your uncle?” “Dr Lincoln is my mother’s brother.” “Oh.” “He’ll see you...
