You don't know what you're missing when you got a hole in the back.

I have just been released from hospital today.

The first 5 days were spent in my own room with nothing but Christ on the cruxifix to look at. There wasn't much that I could do. After being in theatre, I was transferred to this room. A drip flows into my vein. I had a catheter through my back into my left kidney and one up my penis to drain the blood and urine.

Lying in my room...

Lying in my room with nothing to do...

lying in my room not being able to do anything except looking at Christ on the cruxifix. Throughout each of the days, a nurse would come in and give me some pain killers and at different stages of the week remove each of the tubes stuck inside me.

On the day before my release, I was transferred to a different room. My room was being prepared for another patient. I don't know what he was in for but any staff who enters the room have to gear up with protective clothing. He was a one man work place health and safety hazard.

Next to me was a guy with pancreatitist. He had been there for about 9 months. He was gaunt. He told me what he had been through.

Despite the professional care of the nurses, I was glad to be released. Hospitals are prisons for ordinary people, for those who take too much drugs, smoke too much, drink too much, but there are also innocent people in there who don't drink enough water or those who take care of themselves but ended up with a capricious pancreas for no reason.

So look after yourself; drink plenty of water; eat the right food or you'll be more likely to end up on a bed in a room sharing the same bathroom with two other people. Unable to do anything and relying on others to take care of you. It's part of a life wasted.

Now that I'm out, I swear that I won't waste my time ever again.