Allhumdolillah! I am at a much better place since my last post with series of lab tests, utlrasounds, a mammogram and some other really scary tests, and a gut wrenching anxiety of results. I am doing well thankfully everything was clear except low iron levels with vitamin d3 deficiency. These deficiencies are now on their way to recovery. It is worth noting that I have been struggling with intense brain and physical fatigue since 2019 but not a single doctor was able to identify my problem. Once somebody is diagnosed with depression or anxiety then every health issue they complain about is looked from the psychological lenses. Nobody asked me to check iron, vitamin b12 or vitamin d3 deficiencies even my mum who is a dermatologist always assured me that I am fine and this weakness is just a phase. It was a phase alright, it engulfed almost 8 years of my life pushed back my career and research ambitions. This is not the case alone with me but there are many people who silentl...
I have realized
that with an empty stomach it is extremely difficult to concentrate on anything. After having
a bit of gastronomic delight I am back in my senses and ready to focus. By the
way yours truly had her birthday on 5th October and it was a fine
evening. In years, this one is I believe has been the most organized occasion with dinner and evening specialty of double
fudge chocolate cake. Most of my family have a sweet tooth but we are also
hyper-health conscious so these birthdays become the sole reason for our
having cakes.
I on the other
hand have no sweet sense; my taste buds are completely unaware of any sort of sweets
or deserts. The credit of all this directly goes to my mother, from my early
childhood she kept me strictly away from all the sweet stuff.
Before I forget
thank you Star for visiting the blog and for your comments. It is nice to see
that someone has decided to comment directly on my blog because most of the
people who read my posts prefer to write me emails or send text messages, if
they know me, thus they want to maintain a certain level of privacy.
When my friend
read the post To Dad With Love, she
called, gave me her comments on the post and we chatted for half an hour. I
asked her why didn’t she commented directly on the blog, and she said that “I prefer
to have a private conversation with you.”
I hope by time
we can loosen up a little.
While writing this post I have heard a very distressing news about my friend, hence I am in no condition
to read or write anymore. So I have to abruptly end this post today.
Sonya. (Day 218)
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