A whole quarter of the year went by without me blogging. It feels like words forgot me. Or did I forget them?
It's not as if I did not want to blog. My thoughts through the day have however been preoccupied with what to eat, how to make it, how much to rest in the day, will i make it through the day? Has my health condition improved? Or has it gone down the dumps again? Will I make it to the stationery store closeby to buy some craft material? Does the vegetable I had for food have enough nutrients to cure my illness?
I did something today, that I never did before during the course of my treatment - sought out an online support group. Reading through others' experiences, mostly from another part of the globe, has thrown up some universal facts about the medical profession - that doctors across the globe just don't seem to have enough time for their patients.
Patients, are at loss to know the methods of treatments, the diet they must go through, if their condition is curable, incurable, persistent, intermittent, will it bring more pain or is there hope? All the same, it was such a relief to see a support group! In times of internet aided loneliness, relatives who live in the same city but are caught up with their own troubles, and the rarity of true friends in a new city, such groups come as solace.
I am not sure if I will write in the same things that I wrote about in the past, when I began this blog that is.
For some strange reason, priorities seem to have changed, issues that concerned me earlier no longer concern me the same way now. I wrote about issues, problems of the world, unhappy people, poverty, abuse, politics. I am now concerned about wellness, positivity, happy thoughts, interiors, decor, natural treatments and the like.
I do not as much as know if I will pen as frequently in this blog. But one thing I can say - Writing on Sand, is part of my identity, even if a virtual one. Am thankful to the readers who have been patient with me. Am hoping, you endure me further too. Pray I write.
It's not as if I did not want to blog. My thoughts through the day have however been preoccupied with what to eat, how to make it, how much to rest in the day, will i make it through the day? Has my health condition improved? Or has it gone down the dumps again? Will I make it to the stationery store closeby to buy some craft material? Does the vegetable I had for food have enough nutrients to cure my illness?
I did something today, that I never did before during the course of my treatment - sought out an online support group. Reading through others' experiences, mostly from another part of the globe, has thrown up some universal facts about the medical profession - that doctors across the globe just don't seem to have enough time for their patients.
Patients, are at loss to know the methods of treatments, the diet they must go through, if their condition is curable, incurable, persistent, intermittent, will it bring more pain or is there hope? All the same, it was such a relief to see a support group! In times of internet aided loneliness, relatives who live in the same city but are caught up with their own troubles, and the rarity of true friends in a new city, such groups come as solace.
I am not sure if I will write in the same things that I wrote about in the past, when I began this blog that is.
For some strange reason, priorities seem to have changed, issues that concerned me earlier no longer concern me the same way now. I wrote about issues, problems of the world, unhappy people, poverty, abuse, politics. I am now concerned about wellness, positivity, happy thoughts, interiors, decor, natural treatments and the like.
I do not as much as know if I will pen as frequently in this blog. But one thing I can say - Writing on Sand, is part of my identity, even if a virtual one. Am thankful to the readers who have been patient with me. Am hoping, you endure me further too. Pray I write.
