In keeping with my own prediction, my life did get ( or maybe just seem ) better today.
I slept ok, and I woke up in less pain, have been in less pain all day, and I saw some great people that made the time to call in/ come out with me/ escort me back to the hospital. Also there were about a zillion staff visiting me in my room, compared to just the two very ineffective ones on the weekend.
Thanks, In no particular order, to JuJu, Marky P and Dan, and to the many messages that I had . Thanks to Lea, too.
Thanks to Sara, the physio, who saw me when I was here, in 2013, a skinny and broken road accident victim who couldn’t speak, make much sense, or pick up anything with his right hand. Sara would agree that I’ve come a long way since then.
Thanks to my 2 daughters for their messages ( and advice ). I’ve nicknamed Amber WOU – Wise One of the Universe… who’d have thought a 13 year old could know sooo much about, well, everything really…?
You are never too old to listen, I say…..
I’m writing this as I’m being nebulised ( sounds like something from Dr Who ) – to ease my wheezing chest. It’s far too impossible to sleep with the gas mask affair on my face …