Keeping my gratitude list growing

Lying in this hospital bed is humbling. Wearing the hospital gown and underwear unable to move the way I do every day - without a second thought.

My left ankle was covered with a sheet this morning so I didn’t see what it looked like after last night’s operation. Instead, if the nurse needed to do something, I looked to my right - out the window. But the sheet is off now and I can’t avoid seeing this metal entrapment over my leg. I remind myself: it could have been worse. 

While I’m trying my best to look on the bright side, I won’t lie - it’s scary. 🥺 

Even being wheeled around the hospital to x-rays and CT scans, I keep my eyes tightly shut, hands on my chest

I’ll just keep looking at the pretty clouds in the sky and keep that gratitude list growing. ✨

I broke my ankle!

Life threw me an unexpected curveball.  

Yesterday I slipped going downhill. I was rushed to hospital by ambulance and was told I broke my ankle. I’ve never broken a bone in my life. 

I was in pain, shock and terrified. I’m grateful to paramedics who knew this and were so kind to me.

I was operated on last night. And I need to stay at hospital for a week before having a second op. 😱

Just like that, one can be made so vulnerable when you find yourself needing assistance for basics - like the bathroom.

I couldn’t sleep last night. 

Feeling my Dad’s presence with me reminded me of what he often did. I counted my blessings as I tried navigating through through physical pain I’ve never felt before. ❤️‍🩹

Pic is my view from a zipped up stretcher in the ambulance. 🥴

Photo memories

This popped up in my phone memories today. 

15 July 2019.

Behind these smiles: Uncertainty, hope, sadness, and confusion. 

Just two days before this photo was taken, my Mum & I learned of Dad’s diagnosis.

This photo was taken a couple of minutes before my Dad & brother left for Cape Town to see a specialist. I still believe that the only reason we were able to smile was because of his positive attitude.

The pain of losing a parent is hard to describe. 

💔 

Thinking of my beloved Dad now - our guardian angel. 

🕉 Aum Shanti Shanti Shanti 🙏🏼🪔

Parents' 41st wedding anniversary

 

Happy 3-year Anniversary!

On this day - 3 years ago - with our parents, we joined our lives, cultures & languages. 💍🪔💕

I’m forever grateful that my Dad got to walk me down the aisle. 🌹

Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak (1988)

From time to time I go down a music rabbit hole. The other day I listened to K-Pop from 2007, way before it was a global craze as it currently is. 

Today I went all the way back to Bollywood in 1988.

Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak was the first love story I ever knew. 💞

Click here for the song

Raj (Aamir Khan) and Rashmi (Juhi Chawla) were star-crossed lovers and as young as I was, I played that VHS repeatedly.

Secret: I used to put my Mum’s black petticoat on my head to pretend I had long flowing hair like Juhi Chawla. 😆

My late Motamama knew how much I adored this film and he gifted me the DVD when I was in Toronto in 2002. I still have it. 🤗

Their expressions, smiles, stolen moments - I loved them all and listening to the music 34 years later (!!) takes me back to a time of innocence.  🥰

Cheers to a Throwback Thursday!

Eid 2022

Warmest wishes to my friends around the world!

☪️🙏🏼🤗