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...
For the last one
hour I was busy writing the post for today and when I finished it whoosh my
laptop died. Let alone recovering the data it was difficult to even start the
computer.
Whatever I wrote
was still fresh in mind but to reproduce it with the same expressions is
challenging. So I began with my Sunday morning.
From the lazy
Sunday it turned into fast track active day. In the heat of after noon it was
not a really pleasant experience to go for grocery shopping. There wasn’t any
option so we had to go out and I think everybody who was doing the same sort of
shopping wasn’t too thrilled about it either. After a delayed breakfast we had
even delayed lunch-cum-supper-cum-dinner of the most tempting Pullao at 7. 30 pm but I must say the wait
was worth every moment.
Yesterday
evening went fairly well with a family dinner at our most beloved restaurant Salt n Pepper Village. Being
a buffet eatery it requires proper strategic planning from its guests or else
you would be left completely confused. So we had a plan to attack to most of
the food items in a sequence.
Yet the
highlight of our evening was a sweet elderly couple who sat right next to our
table, they probably came to celebrate their wedding anniversary. For the sake
of ease I would call them Uncle and Aunty for my post. So Aunty was attired in
her fine dark maroon banarsi sari and Uncle was in a black suit.
She was all
elegant and so shy that she was unable to even raise her eyes and Uncle was
extremely nervous. It felt as if I am watching two teenagers aflutter and timid
on their first date. Uncle being a thorough gentleman would not allow any
discomfort to the lady and brought all the food for her. Initially they ate in
one plate then for some reason they got separate plates but their discomfort
and unhappiness to be separated like this was fairly evident.
All of us
actually witnessed true love yesterday. Thanks to Bollywood we have a glamorous
singing and dancing version of love in our psyches. However, after seeing that
couple to share the same pure sentiments even after 30 or 40 years of marriage,
Masha Allah, gives us new perspective. To be together for all those years,
seeing ups and downs of life together and still holding on so beautifully is
true love.
Sonya. (Day 223)
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