Hope

After nearly 14 days in hospital, I have at last a sense of hope of recovery. Hope in the knowledge I will leave here in a far better frame of mind than when I came in. Halejuliah!

Prior to arriving here, I was extremely anxious and depressed and had almost lost sight of ever being well again. Of course, I should have known better and gone to hospital earlier but should’ves and could’ves are not positive thoughts nor are they productive.

It was a huge relief to arrive at the hospital. A feeling of gratefulness surrounded and comforted me. At last, I would be given support every day around the clock by all the staff. Something I would not get by staying at home.

This morning I feel a little fragile due to having too little sleep over the last few nights. I don’t know why this is happening. I will need to make more of an effort to practice good sleep routines before I go to bed to help me wind down. I think I will use a bit of Yin Yoga and relaxation before I go to bed.

My arthritis has flared up over the last onfew days and wakes me up at night. A yoga class helped to stretch out the painful areas and relaxation helped me to focus on the moment rather than the pain.

Yesterday I had time out of the hospital with my sister Julie and my niece Michelle. We ate fish, chips, and ice-cream on the promenade. I wished I had my swimmers with me. It was so good to be near the ocean but not as good as Bawley Point. I think when I get home going for a swim will be up the top of my list of things to do after seeing the family.

Today Julie and I are going to the movies to see Little Women. I’m looking forward to another day out of the hospital. The facilities are excellent here but I do feel cocooned from the outside world.

I am finishing up with some relaxing ocean music.