For someone who lives more than 300 km from St Vincent’s this was a boon to me. I could stay at home among my family and friends, continue my normal activities and get on with my life as usual. If I had been hospitalized in Melbourne I would have been quite socially isolated, screamingly bored and taking up a bed that could have otherwise been used for a sick person who needed constant care and supervision.
Although somewhat limited in being able to go far from the house, I was able to go outside briefly to water and walk in my garden and pick flowers and vegetables, talk to my husband in the shed, and walk to the front gate to farewell visitors. Inside I could simply take the camera with me get on with life moving from room to room as I sewed, cooked and performed all the normal functions of everyday living. We called the camera Foo and he became a pseudo family member.
Sleeping with all the gear was surprisingly easy and I became comfortable and relaxed very quickly and slept well.