Virtual hug

I woke up this morning feeling revitalised.

My pain has subsided a great deal (but still there) and I felt happier. I no longer have the uncomfortable, squelchy wet dressings on, and this allowed me to get a full night's sleep, even in a squeaky single rubbery bed.

I put this revitalisation down to a virtual hug. The Internet kept me company. I wrote my frustrations out, and you hugged me. I had people to talk to, and they empathised, made me laugh and made me feel loved. I couldn't keep up with so much social media! I received offers of greasy burger deliveries via email, text messages, Facebook chats and blog comments. I had lots of lovely tweets - from bloggers, Tweeps across the country, real life friends, and celebrities I admire. Excuse me while I name drop (and see photos below). Charlotte Dawson envied my hospital food (a rare compliment to the hospital kitchen - which I've passed on via twitter!). Bob Evans said I'd better be well enough for his show on Friday and that he'll save me a comfy seat there. And Chrissie Swan asked me how I am and said she has been following my blog! READS MY BLOG! I read her column every week, and listen to her radio show. I feel very loved and truly thank everyone who's taken the time to check in how I am.

The Internet can be littered with mean spirited people. It can bring us down sometimes, especially by people projecting their own unhappiness and insecurities onto us. Like a comment I received here yesterday (thank you for all the support I got after *that* comment). But gosh it can lift us up. I am so grateful for the friends I have made online, and for the internet bringing my real life friends closer. And I am so grateful that I have an outlet for the days that I can't get outside and interact with people in real life. Blogging truly is therapy. I shall report this back to my doctor tomorrow.