Today I am going into hospital for an operation. As instructed by the hospital I was up early this morning for my last meal - a light breakfast of toast and a cup of tea - and now I can't stop thinking about how nice it would be to have a cup of coffee!
I've never been in hospital before so in many ways I don't know what to expect. Like going to live and work in a new country my knowledge and understanding is based on what I have been told by those who I will be 'working' with, other people's experiences in the same situation and the information I can gather from the media.
And like travelling to a new country by this evening my world will seem a very different place. I have woken up in my own bed, feeling 'normal' but tonight I will sleep in a different bed and will have to adjust to the unfamiliar surroundings.
Maybe moving between countries and cultures has prepared me well for the unknown world ahead of me now.