After such a bad time just the sun shining through the window and seeing the trees blowing in the light breeze outside is a treat. For weeks I occupied a small room looking out at another hospital building not a tree or green grass to be seen depressing it was and the weeks dragged by when i could barely move a limb.
I was black and blue from effort to take blood from me until finally the Doc came to say that I needed a blood transfusion and another and my blood was back to being topped up. My energy level did not improve much and I dreaded being dragged out of bed and forced to walk every morning until I yelled for them to stop. I hated the repeated food menu that never ever changed. No one else was going to come to see me except my hubby it was too far from home and I never told anybody any way where I was it would have been very difficult I spent three weeks in intensive care and knew little myself.
Hubby was loyal to the end and he finally bought me home.