NorthernChill

So, 2023 is coming to an end. For me, it was a year in hell. Sept. saw me in hospital for a serious infection that saw my bladder completely shut down. I was told in a follow-up that I should have died from it. As is, I'm tethered to a catheter going forwards and was in hospital again in October for another infection. I've been told to self monitor for future infections and can't do anything to prevent them. So, yeahhh, not a great summary for the year. I'm hoping 2024 is better for us all and I'm around for it all... Take care, everyone!! Northern Chill

In Flanders Fields, the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. Lest we forget.