Through a strange connection of Facebook links through my daughter Charlie’s endless friends, I tracked down the daughter of one of the guys I was next to in the ward when I was in hospital. I messaged her saying “Hi…” and asking how her Dad was. He was admitted initially with complications of his Multiple Sclerosis. She wrote back with some shocking news. Instead of Rob getting out of hospital as expected before New Year and making good progress with his MS, he’d had a massive heart attack caused by a blood clot entering his heart, resulting in him having three broken ribs and a torn stomach during the subsequent resuscitation. He’d died for nine minutes. What a shock. He was fine when I last saw him on Boxing Day. Just goes to show you how precarious our lives actually are! His daughter said Rob was also on Facebook and tracking him down I messaged him too. He wrote back explaining a little more graphically the series of events he’d been through. He said he saw the white lights that every one talks about when dying, but he couldn’t find ‘his’ light and hence returned back to life. Weird eh? Luckily he’s on the mend again and is now back home recovering.