This is my first post and I wanted to make it a happy and joyful one, welcoming all my dear friends to read my daily musings. But…it’s not how I’m feeling. It’s a dark day today. The lights are on in the living room. It’s threatening to rain. It’s a grey, irritating, blah kinda day.
They say (don’t ask me who) that the weather impacts our mood. It’s been dark in Bangalore for a couple of days now with the occasional sighting of the sun. Today, though, it’s impacting me (or maybe it’s my mother’s non-stop chattering about what I need to do to get better). All I want to do is sleep and cover myself with a cozy blanket - which is what I did all morning from breakfast to lunch.
Ever since I’ve been diagnosed with MDS (myelodysplastic syndrome), people around me are always trying to help me eat better, move more, do more, or drink more. My mood swings impact my caregivers. What they sometimes don’t understand is that their care will impact my mood. Some days I don’t want advice. I just want to be cared for - like being patted on my back, or massaging my feet, or holding my hand tightly, or a moment in complete, comfortable silence. That, too, is care.
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Sending you big hugs.. The weather has been morbid these past couple of weeks!
The little pot of plant i bought for you is growing ! Sending you lots of love - keep writing 👍🏻