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Today I have been lucky enough to get some packages from friends with things to make my hospital stay/ recovery better or more interesting. 

One of my oldest friends whom I went to school with sent me a GCSE German set as the company she works for writes and publishes the GCSE guides and materials. I will be able to brush up on my German so that I can try to converse in German with a friend in Germany rather than expect her to talk in English all the time. 



I also got a package from my team at work. They had sent me some magazines and a puzzle book, perfect for  passing the time in hospital, aswell as 3 celebrations as they know I'm not supposed to eat chocolate. I love my team and miss the laughs in the office with all the girls but they send me a 'newsletter' with gossip from the office and random facts and observations that crack me up. 

Another friend gave me an iTunes voucher which comes in handy as I have a tradition of downloading an album from iTunes when I'm in hospital to listen to. 

Some of the ones I've downloaded in the past include Keep Calm and Relax, Alanis Morrisette- Jagged Little Pill, Whitney Houston- Greatest Hits, The Beautiful South- Greatest Hits and the World's Greatest musicals. I have a random, eclectic taste in music but I each one reminds me of a point in time, a certain hospital, a stage in my illness. Music has the ability to transport you to places and bring back memories. Amazing really. 

I have also had some lovely texts and emails from people offering to help with the kids, offering to do housework and just letting me know that I am in their thoughts and prayers. Not all of these are people that I see regularly, so to know that they care enough to offer and think of me and my family is very touching. 

I have learnt over the years to accept help when it's offered. I was always too proud before and wanted to try and get back to normal, showing the world that I could cope. I would make myself ill cleaning the house, sorting the kids out and going back to work before I was properly well. 

I've learnt that the housework can wait and will always be there, that if people offer to take the kids to school then let them and this time I will be going back to work only when I'm properly well and ready. 

 Guten Nacht und Auf Wiedersehn. I'm off to bed- only 2 more sleeps to go. 

NB x

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