Well it's certainly been a long while between posts, and would probably have been even longer if not for the kind curiosity expressed by
Dick and Dora about yellow monday's absence. (Sounds like we are living in a children's storybook, which isn't a million miles from how life feels from time to time). But thank you Dick and Dora for nudging me into action!
I have been busy. Not long after my last post, David and I headed off for a visit to Tokyo. We'd been looking forward to this trip for months. We both love Japan. I've been there for several short visits, and David lived there for a few years, many years ago, and so we had lots and lots of things planned.
As it turned out we didn't get very far through the list of fun things to do, as a couple of days into the trip I started to get a pain in my side, and by day four, I was in hospital having a very ugly gangrenous appendix removed. (I know it was ugly because they showed it to David, who unfortunately didn't take a photo) I was in for four days (because I had peritonitis) and then spent the remaining week recovering in the ryokan (traditional inn with tatami mats and futons on the floor), which although incredibly beautiful in ordinary circumstances, was quite difficult because I had to get up and down off the floor, and had nothing to prop myself up on - like a chair.


I did manage a few small excursions - to shinjuku for the
print gocco I'd ordered, to roppongi to the
Mori Art Museum, and for a peaceful stroll through Nippori which is a really old area with a beautiful cemetery and lovely temples,



and small excursions in Asakusa where we were staying.





I've been home now for about 3 weeks and it's all healing very well. I'm still very tired though - apparently it takes the body a while to catch up after a serious infection - and this is my excuse for not blogging.
It's really nice to be home where it is easier to take it easy. Still if you have to have an operation away from home, I would recommend the Japanese hospital system. I felt very well cared for and the hospital staff were were really great. And although I certainly wouldn't be volunteering to do it again, I'd have to admit that in retrospect, it was an interesting Japanese experience.
Well I ended up raving on for quite a while. Dick and Dora, you may be sorry you asked where I've been!