Strange Lights

The simplest things are interesting when all you have to look at is a blank wall.

I have been transferred to a single room all on my own. Don’t know why but I’m not complaining. My roomie from before would wake in the night, turn the television on and then fall asleep again.

I have my breakfast sitting in a chair looking out of the window. The sun makes pretty patterns on the IV tubes which are feeding a cocktail of antibiotics into my system.