Here’s to your health Joe!

Last week I was not feeling so great.

My voice had disappeared. Instead I had a deep chest cough.

I’m better now, my voice is back (a bit squeaky), my cough is gone (almost) and I feel wonderful. Being sick isn’t fun, but at least I was able to be in my bed, with my pillow, my sounds and smells.

For those folks in a hospital – to one person in particular – it’s hard. Your schedule is lined up with the schedule of the hospital. You are at the mercy of the people that come anThe difference between who you are and what you want to be is what you do.d go and you can only pray they have no cough (ahem…) or colds (oops!) or nasty germs.

The best place to heal is at home with chicken broth, juices, flowers and your pillow.If you’ve been in a hospital, you know how absolutely wonderful it is to return home. A few minutes of tears are allowed as you enter your castle.

Putting yourself first by not talking calls, visitors or entertaining is the only way to heal. Having a spouse or parent or child to be that guard dog is a good thing. Rest, sleep, heal. Once that’s over it’s time to sit, bark, play.

But first, you must get home. Soon? I sure hope so.

Sending love from my broken desk to your hospital bed…