Last Sunday, a special battery powered device planted in my Dads chest went off because his heart had stopped.
Then it went off again . . . and again . . . and again . . . well, you get the picture.
It saved his life.
An ambulance, more equipment, nurses, doctors, different colored buttons all telling everyone who needed to know, how he was doing.
My Mum there by his side in Wales, my sister in Michigan, my other sister in Bracknell (just west of London) all chatted away with each other on Facebook messages about the latest updates. It was pure joy when my Dad was able to join in!
Meantime, I boarded a plane that took me from here to there with incredible predictability. I ate and drank along the way, even though going via Mexico I could not always understand people who could not understand me.
Many things had to go exactly right for my Father to survive, and they all did. Not that it was pain free - my Dad wanted to rip that device out of himself after 17 shocks!
It was a quick trip. I'm home again already. With equal ease of a journey (the plane even had windows that simulated a sunrise at the best time for us to get over jet-lag!).
I kept texting. And because I had 4 hours before my plane left, and because I could, I popped into London, and sat down and watched these lovely people perform for 30 mins.
Yes technology is fabulous. But people even more so. Life is to be enjoyed and savored, and this week I ended up doing plenty of savoring.