A long deserved sick leave awaited me. And so I surrendered to it without any resistance. It was getting tiring both physically & mentally. When you have battled with a disease all your childhood & gone through the immense suffering it brought, but eventually kissed it goodbye ,to have it return & trouble you again, you actually go numb. And so have I believe.
That dreaded disease in my case is Asthma. In childhood it was not me who was more scared bcos of it, it was my parents. To them every attack would bring with it a vicious scene of seeing me gasp for breath ,frantically taking me to a doc even post midnite most of the times. For me from whatever lil I understud dat time,I just wanted this nitemare to be over.It left me drained every time.
It leaves me drained even now, but more so mentally. My mom and dad used to go thru more pain than me. But never once they got tired of it and askd me to just deal vth it.The comfort that they gave me helped me sail thru.I guess one of the flip sides of living alone is dealing vth it all by urself.But its ok,that’s the way it works.
So on this sick leave of mine, I tried to make the most of the day. For starters I watched 3 movies, not exactly d ones I wud have seen otherwise. But wat d heck,it was gud fun. I sat by the balcony & flipped thru a magazine while having my fav chai. Got cheered up by friends. Caught on with the happenings in my auntys life. Suppressed the urge to call mom and howl every time I cudnt breath. But my brother more than made up for it by calling me every now & then, and makin me laugh at his idiotic gibberish. And before I knew the day was over. A well spent sick leave. Can’t wait for the next one-except of course the being sick part.
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