Back home from hospital

Finally here again. On December 30 I was in the hospital, after I had been to the GP two weeks before with terrible stomach complaints and almost no air. I was sent back home by the doctor. Saturday, December 29, after two weeks I do not feel well, call the GP station and there I investigated the emergency department. Nothing found in the blood. Appointment for the next day, if the complaints were the same. It was not too bad, but still gone on the bike. That was December 30th and it turned out to be not quite right. Eggo and CTscan made and then there appeared to be a hole in my gut. I had to stay for an operation and thought I could still get some stuff at home for the stay, but no, within an hour I was in the surgery room. I was lucky to trust my intuition and still go to the hospital that day, had I not done that, the consequences could not have been overseen. I could have had a bowel perforation with all the consequences. I could not have been there just like that.
Operation went well and because I had surrendered to it so easily, I was soon back. Going to heaven did not seem so strange to me, being with my partner, child and my animals (cats and swans) was also a good prospect. But apparently I still have to stay here. Days in the hospital were good with others. January 1 I was back home again and now recover from it.
Nobody visite me in the hospital, because they did not know. Back home I bought myself these tulips, Love tulips in different colours. When nobody give you flowers you have to buy them yourself.