With temperature of 103.4° I’m admitted to Hospital – ie. a stretcher with 3 threadbare blankets thereon. ‘Tis active service!!!
L/c Hodge is put in my office till I come back – too bad! I dread my return for things will be topsy turvey & missing.
*Admitted to Field Ambulance Hospital….Fully clothed all the time, of course. It’s war. And am still on the battlefield. Excerpt from Draycott’s memoir “Pawn No. 883”.