Yes. I’m getting lazier about writing my daily posts.
Yes. I do feel very very guilty about it.
Yes. I promise myself to write everyday without excuses (even though I always have so many!)
So, the last 4 days have been great. Sunny. Happy. Like those regular good days that happen in your life? Where nothing goes wrong? But the ones you don’t remember?
Those rare, ordinarily blissful ones.
And because we’ve had so much out-of-the-ordinary recently, ordinary has become special and is sooo appreciated.
Everyone was feeling healthy and active (which was so amazing). So we did random stuff. Like grocery shopping, walking in the park, sleeping in the afternoons, gossiping about annoying relatives, watching 90’s Hindi movies and laughing at every ridiculous dialogue. We played with the baby, did photoshoots with him as the main model, cooked terrible food and ordered Pizza to make up for it.
It was brilliant.
Of course there was hospital visits on the side, where the doctor indicated that MIL will now be getting a different drug combo for chemo because the cancer hasn’t reduced. And we’ve decided to take that well, because hey, at least it isn’t progressing.
And on the work front – am just on the verge of that fence of that border to closing the contract with the non-profit that I’m (already) working for. Can’t wait to start working with them.
It’s packed and feeling good. More so than ever before.
The doctor once told us that every now and then, between the terrible abyss that chemo throws you in, you get sunny days. Days which are blissful and make you forget all woes.
These few days were that.
Hoping for more.