I’m sure by now you’ve read my husband, Simon’s account of my medical horror. It’s even written in a 3-part series. Bea even wrote her own version of the events from her perspective. So I won’t bore you with my own gory details.
It’s been exactly 6 weeks and 1 day since that fateful day in March and I am still at home recuperating.
What struck me the most when I was at my lowest point health-wise is the outpouring of love and concern for my health and safety.
That saying is true, y’know….you only know who your real friends are when you’re at your lowest point.
So many of our friends, family and clients in New Zealand visited me in the hospital. Brought flowers, chocolates, magazines and much needed chatter and gossip. It’s a shame that for most of those who visited me at the hospital, I wasn’t coherent what with being drugged up and all. I probably fell asleep while talking to them.
The nurses at the Christchurch Hospital were so good at letting my guests bring me flowers. They weren’t allowed you see. But since I was in a private room, they let this minor “infraction” slide 
I also want to thank those from overseas who sent flowers, get-well-soon cards, emails and text messages.
I want to thank those who rang from within and outside New Zealand to find out how I am.
I am just so touched. I felt the love y’all. Even from a distance.
My room in the hospital filled with the most amazing flowers. Simon had to bring them all home as there wasn’t enough space in my little room in the hospital!
When I got home, the cards and flowers greeted me. We were able to enjoy the flowers for weeks (the chocolates only lasted a couple of days and I didn’t get to eat them at all. Shame on Simon and Bea! LOL)! I swear we could’ve opened a flower shop.
When life throws you that serious a challenge, it makes you realise that love and concern from family and friends DO REALLY MATTER. Even though your visits didn’t physically heal me, they seriously aided my recuperation.
Your visits distracted me from thinking about the pain and from always thinking ‘why did this happen to me?’
Your concern took the heavy load off my shoulders knowing I am not alone battling this.
That there are people who really do love me and are praying for my full recovery. It feels good to know that. I never realised how good it could be till the tables were turned and I was at the receiving end of such kindness and outpouring of love.
You can bet your bottom dollar that if anything like this (I’m hoping they won’t!) ever happen to any of my loved ones, I won’t hesitate to drop in for a visit, or a phone call. I won’t hesitate sending a greeting card.
Because I know from experience, how these simple gestures can lift someone’s spirits up.
Are you upset little friend?
Have you been lying awake worrying?
Well, don’t worry….I’m here.
The flood waters will recede,
the famine will end,
the sun will shine tomorrow
and I will always be here
to take care of you
- Charlie Brown to Snoopy (Charles M. Schulz)
Read Part 1 HERE.
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Awwwwwww…. nice to know im only mentioned in this post about the me eating all the chocolates when i actually didnt! Shame on YOU Dad!
Haha LoL i am FULLY kidding
Trust me.
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