Some little time after she gave me an injection with a tiny syringe, presume it was morphia for I felt myself dropping off to sleep – Slept ‘til about 9 in the morning but on waking the pain returned as bad as ever. Was given food in the shape of hot milk, Brand’s Essence etc. but nothing solid. Don’t believe I could have eaten anything had I been allowed to – Was seen by the medical officer about noon, but what he said I do not Know. Sister appeared to be giving my history to him. Was marked for England the following day and left Boulogne on the morning of 30th December on a stretcher and put on board the Hospital ship “St David”. Still little or no improvement in my condition.