This entry is being written from my bed.

I was in for surgery Thursday morning and am quietly recovering at home receiving the occasional visitor with care package in hand – aren’t friends lovely?

Since I have yet to add to this column anything really personal about myself, I decided that this entry would centre around my surgery and how wonderful our Canadian Health Care System is.

But before we dive into what happened yesterday, let’s go back to about April or March when this all first started. Read the full story