Relax

How many times have I been told I must relax by doctors? They look at me and see a nervous wreck, and yet, today, one told me, "you know I love you." Wow. He said it in passing, a slight, but I was struck by those words given by this man. He also told me I had an infection, and that I will most likely be put on IV antibiotics by the end of it... I imagine perhaps a great healing in my body will need to take place after it is rid of the things which plague it. I imagine being scoured from the inside out, leaving my body and soul raw and vulnerable. I imagine a garden, lush, green and sweet smelling blooming after this long drought.