Laughing heals the body and more importantly the soul. I was on my death bed with a very rare blood disorder, they could not diagnose at the time. The Dr. was standing out side my hospital room door talking with my family the day after my admission. He said,"she has non-life sustaining blood levels and we don't expect her to live through the night.". I was in ICU, still conscious. I said back to them in a weak voice, "I'm not done yet!"

They looked in the door and laughed. Told me to be quiet, they were not done talking about me! I reminded them to treat me as if I was going to live not as if I was going to die. The whole tone changed. I am very much alive 8 years later.

I asked my husband what he wanted for Christmas this year, and without missing a beat. He said, " can you just cut out the dying? A few less trips to the ER would be nice!". He is amazing, the laughter and jokes help not only me, but my family. I have just written a book called "Oh the woes of a hose in your nose". The lighter side of a hospital visit. Hoping like you, everyone learns that humor heals!!