I had a similar experience on my return from the hospital after only 4 days. The first morning I woke up in my home bed I went tentatively outside. I wanted to get out there before the day went into the 90s. My medications had reduced my blood pressure to the 'stand up and feel dizzy zone' and I wasn't sure if that was okay, so I was a bit shaky, but was drawn by an aroused perception of things. I walked around my yard in my bare feet in a state of awe. It was as if a veil had been lifted from all my senses. I was there, truly, in a way I had never been before. I was a part of nature and yet still able to experience it. I sat on my porch watching and feeling the birds, squirrels, insects, flowers and trees for at least an hour, transfixed by their life and glorying in that life. I don't know if it was the joy of being alive after fearing death, the sensory deprivation experienced in the sterility of the hospital, or my medications, but I can only say that If we could hold on to moments like these and be in such a state of heightened awareness we could live a hundred years in a day.