Yesterday, Saturday, March 12, I came near enough to death. (and so...please excuse my delay in relying to comments!)
Barbara had the flu all week, as did I, and I pushed hard to take care of her so she could return to work tomorrow. She's needed, and I am, bluntly, expendable.
And almost lived up to it, as I completely collapsed, bleeding out. We got it stabilized, but the situation was ugly. I needed to be hospitalized, but there is no insurance, and no money for self-pay.
Such is The Affordable Care Act. Our penalty for not being able to play would buy a couple months' worth of pain meds. If I survive to vote, that will be on my mind.
But I digress.
I survived a bad, bad night, and this morning was like the first morning of the world for me.
Colours were brighter, and birdsong sweeter than anything AC/DC ever recorded.
The air had a taste...the taste of life.
I am very, very glad to be here.
I feel rather like a different person; things that galled me before are hard to recall with any seriousness, and there is a hopefulness that I have not felt for a long, long time.
It doesn't come from "Wow, I might be cured!" That's not the case. I am in worse shape than before. The 'new normal' of pain has torqued a few more notches into 'dreadful'. And my diet is now, literally, bread and water. It's all I can face.
But there is the green shoot of hope, and while I don't know what it represents, I will water it, and tend it carefully.
It is The Morning Of The World. And I will enjoy every sunray, every zephyr, every paean of freshness.
Join me, won't you?
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