Oct 20
The Emerald Isle, where the grass is always greener and the people are always warmer. But, me boyos, even in the land of shamrocks and shillelaghs, tragedy can strike at any moment. Take, for example, the tale of two twin sisters from Kildare, who’ve been through a ordeal that’ll make your heart skip a beat
Oct 19
The Emerald Isle, where the grass is green, the Guinness is flowing, and the wit is sharper than a Leprechaun’s tongue. But, me boyos, today we’re going to talk about a topic that’s not so funny – sudden heart attacks. And, I’ve got a story to tell that’ll make your heart skip a beat, literally.
Oct 11
The Emerald Isle, where the craic is mighty and the hospital waiting rooms are, well, not so mighty. Or so it seems, judging by the recent news from Naas Hospital in County Kildare. In a bizarre twist of fate, this particular hospital has found itself among the least overcrowded in the region, with a meer
Sep 17
The Emerald Isle, where the land is green, the people are friendly, and the hospitals are… well, let’s just say, a bit of a mixed bag. I’m sure you’ve heard the old joke about the Irishman who walked into a pub with a slab of asphalt under his arm and said, “A pint of Guinness,
Sep 13
The Emerald Isle, where the grass is always greener, and the hospitals are always… well, not always, but sometimes overcrowded. But fear not, dear readers, for today we bring you a tale of two hospitals, one of which is doing remarkably well in the overcrowding department. Or should I say, not doing remarkably well, because
Aug 27
The State of Our Hospitals: A Right Ol’ Mess, To Be Sure As I sit here, sippin’ on a cup of strong Irish tea, I’m reminded of the current state of our hospitals. And, begorrah, it’s a right ol’ mess, to be sure. Naas Hospital, the main hospital in Kildare, is dealin’ with a bit
Aug 25
The Emerald Isle, where the craic is mighty and the healthcare system is, well, a wee bit of a mess. As I’m sure you’re aware, our beloved Naas Hospital has found itself in a bit of a pickle, with 19 poor souls languishing on trolleys, waiting for a bed to call their own. And let