This was not my exact thought on that July evening when I opened my eyes to discover I was sitting on the couch in my apartment with a room was full of uniformed paramedics, but it was real close!
I was nearly 45 years old. All at my own choosing, I had been spending about 75 hours a week working a full-time job (and then some), volunteering and taking care of the rest of the world. I was not taking care of myself with proper food, medicines and of course rest. My health caved in and I found myself flat on my back in the hospital for 2 weeks and unable to work for 2 months! This was the beginning of a journey that will continue until I reach Heaven.
On my first day in the hospital, a dear friend called and asked me, “What can I do for you that no one else can/will do?” After giving this some thought I asked for a basket of snacks, candy and treats to have in my room to give out to the staff and visitors. I remembered that my college teacher, Mrs. Marlene Evans, had done the same when she was hospitalized. It set a welcoming, homey and almost festive spirit in her room! Besides she had plenty of staff coming and going to grab a snack so she hardly used her call button!