2 years today, I went through the worst time in my life.

I spend 4 weeks in hospital, under covid regulations and just 4 months after my Father died.

I was rushed to hospital with breathing problems and a racing heartbeat.

They kept me over night for observations, but during the night I suffered a heart attack, and a stent was put in place to stop the blockage to my heart.

I was over the moon that I survived the heart attack, but then I received more bad news the next morning. My arteries were so bad, that I had to have a triple bypass.

The news of this brought tears to my eyes and I was devastated ,as  I wasn’t allowed to go home until this operation was carried out – the operation was scheduled for 2 weeks’ time.

The person I desperately wanted to speak to, was my Father, but he was no longer here, as he too had gone through a bypass surgery, but I was so sure he was in the operating room looking after me when I was wheeled in there.

The operation was a success and after a long and tough recovery – I returned to work again, I started walking more every day and I am now swimming once a week and the biggest achievement for me is, I haven’t had a cigarette for 2 years.

On this day, I thank all the doctors and staff once again up at Lunds hospital and my loving family and friends for giving me so much support and love.

I appreciate everyday I wake up and I will Cherish my yesterdays, dream my tomorrows, and live for today.

The War in Ukraine is still going on, Trump is still bloody crazy, Glasgow Rangers hope to win some thing this year