I suffered a cracked rib on the 17th century Venetian tile of my studio at home. The mosaic has been slowly disintegrating before my very horrified eyes. On the 13th of April, a hole big enough to trap the toe of my slipper caused me to to fall on my face. I may lose three or more front teeth. Black and blue contusions on my face and knee. The worst part was the pain. Gawd! I never realized a cracked rib could be so serious. Even worse than the pain, because all you had to do NOT to feel any pain was to lie motionless, like a sack of potatoes. Boring! Excruciatingly so! So I became a boudoir potato for 20 days. Really bloody hell. But my thoughts flew over the universe and the music of my Hildegarde von Bingen eased the whirlwinds coursing through my muscles. More on the musical part of my healing process on my site ANIMUS MUNDI.
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