I had so many different dreams...

I had so many different dreams while in the hospital. FIrst of all, I thought all of my friends and relatives were there which I thought was so thoughtful. I would wake up and tell my daughter who I had just been visiting with and she would then explain that I was just dreaming. I had very little concept of how bad my face looked, if I could think straight, that I couldn't walk or function well.

It was really a blessing that I didn't know how sick I was, or how long it was going to take me to recover.