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I know you have to be feeling such relief. Was there much whooping and hollering after leaving the hospital? I have to think I would be shouting out the car window, with great gusto, at passing drivers lol

I was spectacularly cheery. I didn't want to go back to work. I wanted to go to the pub to celebrate. Alas, no.

Still, I am going to get some wine in tonight. When in Rome as they say!

Outstanding! Wine is a fitting end to that psychological sidetrip. It's kinda hard to concentrate on anything else when you are thinking your death is imminent.

It really is. You can't help but think I won't be here at everything. I feel wiped out from thinking about it!

After the wipe out (and a bit of wine) the energy and zest will return and you will be in top form. That's my official prognostication lol

You should be my doctor! I like your analysis better than theirs!! 😀😀

I have a stethoscope and a thermometer!