image; clever marisa over at creative thursday
I've been thinking about this alot, so I'm going to say it aloud.
If you were going to get sick, struck down by something horrendous like say.....oh, I don't know, a grade 5 brain haemmorage (spelling??!!) also known as arteriovenous malformation....then Australia is the place to do it!
It's been 11 months now, since l'Homme collapsed and lost the use of his left-handside, he also has a speech condition called aphasia and works harder than anyone I know to get back to the life he once lived. He was in hospital for almost five months, has daily speech, physio, occupational and hydro therapies.
And what has all this cost? Try a mere $240.00 for a foot brace and $10.00 a week since February of this year....seriously.
As I walked with Petit-Petit around our museum yesterday and watched him marvel at the Australian animals, I noticed what a funny looking lot they are; it made me think about the unique and beautiful place Australia is to live. Of course, I then related it back to my own little part of Oz and what's going on and how although everything has changed, it's not great and really quite cruel, there is always small mercies to be gleaned.
The fact that L'Homme can take his time getting better, with all the experts at his finger tips, at next to no cost is one such mercy and one I think bears mentioning.
Loving the Land Downunder today!