Davis Thomas

Consultant Interventional Radiologist, Divisional Clinical Director for Clinical Support Services, Cancer & Diagnostics. Any views expressed are my own.

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@virsanghvi @seemagoswami Great write up 🙏

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@mancunianmedic Just back from visiting Japan. Had a fabulous experience on the rails. Centralised AC in underground stations & trains. Spotless everywhere including toilets. Accurate to the second. Had an alert for a train saying “significant delay”- clicked to see that it was 1 minute late !!

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@GillisHL Happy birthday !

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@GillisHL Oh no !

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Lovely to see this poem from one of our patients regarding their treatment in Radiotherapy @NGHnhstrust
@UHNNHSGroup @NHS

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@AdrianBryan42 Pity the WN Council is determined to build over many green spaces in the area !

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@AdrianBryan42 Lovely !

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@GillisHL @CreemoreOntario Hope he got some treats 😋

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@PMccoubrie Ignorance !!

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@GillisHL @DrIanWeissman @AvolynsPapa @DonnaBryce5 So relaxed!!

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@qatarairways @qatarairways @QRHolidays

As booked via @QRHolidays, I can’t change / cancel online. I’ve not had a reply to my emails. Please advise.

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@QRHolidays
How does one get a decision on cancelling remainder of booking & organising a refund?
Can't send you a DM as X no longer allows DM for non-premium accounts& I've not had a reply to emails. Appreciate you are busy but I wouldn't want to get caught up in fine print.TY

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@GillisHL @DrIanWeissman @AvolynsPapa @DonnaBryce5 Did he find any 😀

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@GillisHL @AvolynsPapa @DrIanWeissman Happy New Year everyone 🙏

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@PMccoubrie Agree , well worth the read !
Scary 😱

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Good reminder !

https://t.co/M4AEIgJ8Pr

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@GillisHL @DrIanWeissman @AvolynsPapa Impressive! Hope Hans is back to normal

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@GillisHL @DonnaBryce5 @AvolynsPapa @DrIanWeissman @Kidsdoc1Rick Lovely- found any truffles Mav ?

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Wow, what a lovely person 🙏

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"I’m 79. My name’s Agnes. I walk to Oakwood Elementary every Tuesday and Thursday at 2:45 p.m. Not for my grandkids, I don’t have any. I go for them. The kids waiting for parents who are late. Again.

It started three years ago. I saw Miguel sitting alone on the school’s concrete steps, tracing math problems in the dirt with a stick. His mom worked double shifts at the canning factory. His homework was smudged with tears.

I didn’t say much. Just pulled a folding chair from my tote bag (I carry it everywhere, bad knees) and sat beside him. "Show me where you’re stuck, mijo," I said. He flinched like I’d startled a bird. But he showed me.

I was a teacher for 42 years. Fractions, state capitals, how to hold a pencil, I know them like my own heartbeat. That day, we solved 3 problems in the dirt. When his mom finally rushed up, breathless and apologizing, I just nodded. "He’s got a good mind," I told her. Her eyes got wet. Not from sadness. From being seen.

Next week, I brought my old teacher’s stool and a clipboard. Set up under the oak tree across from the school gates. No sign. No fanfare. Just me, my red pen, and a jar of butterscotch candies.

Kids started coming. Not all at once. First Miguel. Then Aisha, whose dad’s truck broke down again. Jamal, who whispered, "My grandma’s sick." I never asked why parents were late. I just opened my clipboard.

Some days, I only helped one child. Other days, five crowded around my stool. I taught multiplication tables while braiding Maya’s hair. Showed Leo how to write his name in cursive on a foggy window. Never took money. Never called the school. This wasn’t their job. It was ours.

Then came Mrs. Chen. She stood at the edge of the sidewalk for weeks, watching her daughter Linh hover near my bench but never approach. One rainy Thursday, Mrs. Chen finally walked over. Her hands shook. "I failed school," she admitted in broken English. "I can’t help her." I slid my stool aside. "Sit," I said. "Today, you do the math. I’ll hold the umbrella."

Last month, the principal found me packing up in the rain. "We’ve had complaints," he said gently. "About ‘unauthorized tutoring.’" I braced for the end. But then Linh ran over, dragging her mother. Aisha brought her little brother. Miguel stood tall beside his mom, the one who once cried on the steps. Twelve parents and kids formed a circle around my soggy stool. "This bench stays," Miguel told the principal. "Or we all leave."

Today, the PTA provides the folding chairs. Retired nurses check kids’ ears for infections. A barber gives free trims. But the homework bench? That’s still mine.

Last Tuesday, Linh placed a college acceptance letter on my clipboard. "You taught me numbers," she said. "But you taught Mama something bigger." She pointed to Mrs. Chen, now helping a boy sound out words. "You taught us we’re not broken."

I packed up my red pen that night, my hands steady for the first time in years. Here’s what nobody tells you about growing old, The world doesn’t need your savings or your spare room. It needs your stubborn, ordinary love. Show up. Sit down. Make space. The rest will grow around you like wildflowers through concrete.”

Let this story reach more hearts....

By Mary Nelson

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