It's good to be home

I was reminded this week of the joys of good health especially when it was me sick in hospital. I thought I had the flu but it turned out to be a kidney infection, one stent later, five nights in hospital and lots of drugs I am home.

The doctor said it will take a month before I am well and there's possible surgery in the future but not for now.

I shared a room with three wise and lovely old ladies. Norma, in the bed next to me was dying and couldn't eat. We shared some stories, she was ready to die, why couldn't she just take a pill she wanted to know.

I came home and cried!

The sky looks bluer, the ocean smells of salt, the breeze cool on my face, how long are your senses heightened after just a week locked away?