Hospital corridor, in gray
'that day I went to the hospital for a scanner, under the ground the corridors were so long and seemed so sinister to me, I was afraid also of going alone, of going into the scanner and of the result. All went well, but this picture reflects how I felt going towards it.'
taken 20 March 2007
The 6 January 2008, I have to go again to the hospital for an exam, again, I am afraid, as I was then.
Sometimes it seems time or space never ends or, we want to keep it so, never arrive to the end / Des fois on voudrait retenir le temps et jamais arriver au bout du tunel ou au coin dont on craint l'autre cote.
Again hospital, then home: 2014 spring.
But I feel a lot less alone.
From 25 April when I slipped and broke leg, cracked elbow, already ten of my fellow Toastmasters come to see me and more to come soon!
It is so wonderful to have found a "tribe" and feel as being part!