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Monday 7 [6] May 1917 [1918]
Yesterday I got a peep of the blue Mediterranean & lovely it was to see the sea again. Matron arrives 9 a.m. "Regular" sits on bed, asks age, father's name, etc., pats me & departs.
10.30 a.m. M.O. businesslike. Well sister what have you been doing with yourself? Examines abd., tongue, feels pulse, orders mist (mag. sulph. I find afterwards to my horror) & departs. 12 m.d. Miss Oram once again stands at my bedside 4th time since I came to Egy. & 3rd hospital. Not so uncomfortable a visit as usual as M.O. says cooly, "she will not be in long I think" & to my joy she goes. No. B.O's, mag. sulph. 7 p.m.
M.O. visits, wastes no time on any of us yet is just the correct man for this I imagine as is absolutely businesslike.

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