I made no attempt at humour.
It is quite wrong to feel for oneself. What we have here is a virtual rebirth.
What does it matter what hardship one endures as long as one comes through and lives on?
To my mind, to dwell upon the shadow cast when it is now dispelled instead of savouring the light renewed is daft.
There must be many, many occasions when people have a close shave and are thereafter more fully appreciative of the one life that is their lot.
Enjoy each day, dear niece of Keith's friend.
