some visitors. I think it's her son Lee. He is with two young boys I haven't seen before. Must be his kids, he mentioned them before. I think they go to the local school in Warwick. As I recall,

nd help the other patients and if you get stuck, I'll give you a hand, is that alright?' said Julie. I grabbed a fork and lifted the lid of the big plate. It's some kind of fish covered in white sauce. I tasted a little bit. Not too bad. I don't think I have the stomach to eat everything in my plate. Across the room Julie got the other patient in a sitting up position. She then lifted the lid of the plates and started talking to her I think she's calling her Mary. 'Common Mary let's have a little bit of lunch, you must be getting hungry by now. You haven't had any breakfast', said Julie. 'It looks really delicious. Shall we just try a little bit?' added Julie. Julie forked a small amount of food and put it in Mary's mouth. Mary only opened her mouth just a fraction and said she didn't want any more. 'Oh come on Mary. Have a little bit more' insisted Julie. Mary shook her head to say she didn't want anymore. 'What about your pudding? Shall we give it a try? Let's see what you've got. Oh look, my favourite. It's bread and butter pudding with custard. Yum. Here try. I bet it's delicious', said Julie. She spooned a bit of the pudding and gave it to Mary. Mary opened her mouth and made a face. 'No more, no more. Please I don't want any more' said Mary. 'Oh Mary I do worry about you. You hardly eat anything. How are you supposed to get better if you don't eat?' Julie tried to reason with Mary. 'Ok how about a bit of you tea. Here you go have a little sip', said Julie. Julie put the beaker in her mouth and Mary had a few sips. Then she refused to have anymore. Julie at that point moved on to the patient beside Mary. The name above the bed reads 'Pat Smith'. Julie checked how Pat was doing with her lunch. 'Well done Pat. You've eaten most of your food. I'll give you a clean up in a little while ok. I'll just check how the other patient's are doing with their lunch. The bed next to Pat which is directly opposite me is empty. The previous patient occupying the bed has left early that morning. Lucky her I thought. Julie then came to me next. 'How was your lunch Alice?', asked Julie. 'You haven't had much have you. Shall we try a little bit more?' 'No Thanks. I'm really full'. I tried to sound convincing. Somehow I think Julie has heard the same excuse too many times so she insisted I have a bit more. She started to put a little bit of food on the fork and looked at me. 'Alice, just have a little bit more my darling. It will be a long time before dinner. I don't want you getting hungry