It's been a tough week. A routine 90 minute surgery to remove my gallbladder turned into an 8 hour emergency with half of Calvary Hospital pitching in (which I am discovering each day as a doctor or nurse says "I was there too").
I'm out of ICU now and back on the wards. I'm able to eat a little and walk a little and laugh a lot at this amazing chance at life I've been given. My parents have come to visit me so that's been lovely. My throat is sore from the tube they put down it and I have drains and bags everywhere you look.
But you know what? I've been blessed with really good care and great family and friends. I'm hoping to go home Wednesday or Thursday and even though I'll have a bile bag strapped to my tummy for 6 more weeks I know I'm going to be just fine.
Hug your family. Tell your friends how much you love them. Appreciate every day you wake up and every opportunity you've been given. You never know just how lucky and rich you are until a moment like this comes along.