What would you like somebody to ask you?

The pharmacist who caught something on my prescription and stopped me. I think about that moment most weeks.

My husband, who has done the injection every week for a year and never once made it a thing.

My daughter, who asked how I was and then actually waited for the answer.

Somebody at the pool showed me how to use the hoist for my mother. Ten minutes of her time.

My son, who is fourteen and made me a cup of tea without being asked.

The facilitator who stopped a room of six people talking at once and asked me how I actually was.

My husband, who has done the injection every week for a year and never once made it a thing.

A colleague covered for me on a bad day and never mentioned it again.

My GP, who read the diary I brought in rather than glancing at it.

A friend I had not seen in a year who did not comment on anything at all.