hmmmmmmmmmm

Well, I realized I was in a hospital bed - and Brooke was standing at the end.. I thought 'I must be sick!!!!'  As it turned out, I was sick, I spent four months in hospital. At this stage I had spent at least three in there. I was in ICU for nine weeks, then the ward, then in a Rehab hospital for about a month ? I think, It turns out I had two brain bleeds and Doctors, nurses and family/friends are amazed that I am alive. Go figure... Apparently I couldn't breathe or move or anything for awhile in ICU. They are all very happy people. Ian and I went for an appointment there the other day with the doctors (soo happy, I was obviously more sick than I realized) and so we also went to ICU and the ward.
At the moment I walk on a frame, and I am not overy well, but I am not dead.. The doctors both say I will get well, which will be nice.
Ian has been amazing and I would have been absolutely lost only for him.  I am an outpatient now and I have people come to the house to help me get even better. So, it is all OK.  Ian is a Godsend.
So, today is Jan.14th, and I am grateful not to be dead, but there is still a fair bit of room for improvement. So, we'll see how it all goes..