Life's too short

A very humbling event happened the other week, which rather bought home the fact that we are very mortal indeed.

Two friends of ours who we quite regularly meet up the pub went over to Italy to attend their daughters wedding.

Much jollity prevailed. Much vino was quaffed and great merriment was the order of the day, until that is, the wife of the couple complained of feeling unwell and pretty soon collapsed in a heap on the deck.

No, it wasn’t the plonk. She was rushed to hospital with a suspected brain haemorrhage.

Because she was too sick to be moved, she had to stay in the hospital for a month.

This had to be one of life’s worse case scenarios .Your wife in a strange hospital in a foreign land where very few people spoke English. You are allowed to visit her for one half hour per day. No friends or a relative for support and it’s also costing you an arm and a leg despite being insured. And people complain about the state of the NHS

Happily she is now back in the UK, but unfortunately the synopsis isn’t too good I’m afraid. She has never regained consciousness since collapsing.

Every once in a while, life has a habit of reminding you that you shouldn't take it for granted. But we still do, don't we?