During my time waiting to go back into the hospital, my kids came and visited me for four days . It was so good to see them , especially since I knew I wouldn't be home for Christmas , my first one without them . When it was time for them to go , I bawled my eyes out . It's not something I do , but a lot had changed at that point .
I kept going for long walks , knowing that the weather would get shitty soon enough . I discouraged anyone coming to visit from out of town , mainly because things could change from one day to the next , and I'd hate for anyone to come all the way from Victoria to Vancouver only to have me say that I was too sick or just tired , but I had some great people in town who were unwavering with their optimism and support for me , and of course my sister was always there .
Now take a moment and listen to Public Enemy's Muse Sick 'N' Hour Mess Age . I love this album , and my cassette from 1994 still plays beautifully .
Good day to you .