Life's a Stitch

Despite the lack of travel opportunities, I spent a few days this week at a destination resort, aka Peace Arch Hospital, which included:

1. Meals, as long as they were liquid in nature
2. Entertainment thanks to Alex, the Ukranian Robin Williams-esque nurse, who would bound enthusiastically into the room carrying a tray of meds announcing "Hello Ladies, I've come with chemical cocktails!"
3. Photos as in x-rays and a CT
4. The chance to meet new people – you know it's a pandemic when…the most socializing you've done in over a year is during a hospital stay. I wonder what people thought with all the laughter emanating from our end of hall.
5. Souvenir jewelry – a personalized bracelet.

It was a replay of my hospital visit seven years prior – an inconvenient obstruction just below my stomach. But all appears to be well and I'm on the mend. A bit too much excitement in these more subdued times if you ask me.