Thank you all. Thank you Dash for your post. No need to be delicate or tactful; I appreciate everyone's thoughts. It's wonderful that you do not have cancer, though not at all great that your liver is in need of replacing. I do hope that is done before too long and that you return to full health.
Be reassured, nobody is getting a cent out of me. Here in NZ we have a free public health system that provides excellent care for anyone with a serious complaint. Also, I've had the surgery, and yes, I do have cancer.
Although, according to medical statistics, the prognosis is not marvelous, I FEEL almost certain I am going to survive this. I can't really envisage dying from it. There is just a tiny reservation, very tinsey. 100% confidence is not quite reachable. When you get sideswiped by something you never thought you'd get, it diminishes total optimism. It reminds you that life can sometimes throw something from left field, that you are not completely bullet proof, that you are no more or less than the rest of humanity.
I am enjoying simple pleasures, avoiding that which is ugly, depressing, sad, anything that makes me feel angry. Smila had some good advice along these lines for me.
Unfortunately, I misguidedly went to a movie last evening that was a real downer. Big mistake. It was called Cafe de Flore. Don't bother with it unless you want to sit through angst and tension and horrible messed up relationships — the result of previous life traumas. Good god, the cult BS again.
Thanks for your brilliant poem Sally. Sorry though, my boots are not high heeled. They come up to my knees, as opposed to ankle boots. I haven't worn high heels since the 60s 4" stilettos with kick arse pointy toes!
TGI, I'm not good at posting photos, but later I'll have a go. There is one of me in those boots somewhere.