|The River Deben at Woodbridge|
Last October we had booked to stay in a holiday cottage in Suffolk. Although I was waiting for my transplant and feeling very unwell a lot of the time, we had made a very concious decision to keep on planning things to look forward to. It was having something to look forward to all the time and getting out and about taking my mind of things that helped me to cope mentally and emotionally. Physically the fresh air and stimulation was good for me too.
|The wilderness at Shingle Street|
|On the River Ore|
|Anchors at Aldeburgh|
While I was in intensive care and still struggling in a coma, Rob instead of just cancelling the holiday carried on our philospophy of making plans for the future and rearranged the holiday for us this June. He didn't even know if I would pull through or not at the time, but in his usual
positive fashion he determinedly believed I would get there, whatever things were looking like.
|I've taken to buying myself a little heart momento wherever I go now. They remind me of my donor and the precious gifts they gave me. This is a tiny handmade porcelain dish.|