Awwww Terry been there kiddo. Three days in the ozzy while the fed me wallpaper paster maquerading as white fish. A fine tube in at my wrist then fed right up into my shoulder, across my chest and into my heart for a poke around looking for the cause of some damage I knew nothing about. All under a local anesthetic! Yes I was conscious the whole time waiting to croak it. Whatever, I survived their attempts to terminate me and lived to tell the tale in all its gory detail. Just think to yourself, the worst is over. The only way is up from here on in. Get well soon. Saying a little prayer for you. Thank god I'm a reformed atheist. You're sailing away from it now. Oh and happy birthday, at 58 you are still a wee girly huh. Me? I'm older than dust.