When you are living your life normally and looking forward to the future without thinking about any obstacles. And why should you think about obstacles, you are young, healthy, active and determined. That was my case exactly and suddenly I was forced to pause my whole life, I was not even able to think clearly about anything. This sudden pause let me think about a lot of things that I was taking for granted and appreciate what I have and don’t think about what I don’t have.
This post is not related to the core of the blog, yet I would like to share my experience and why I was not able to write anything for more than a year.
We are all familiar with the Coronavirus time, the lockdown, the face masks, etc. Oh no, no one wants to remember that or live it again, me neither. But I was living in a self-lockdown for about a year due to a coronavirus vaccine. Yes, you read it write due to the vaccine and not the virus itself. Without going into many medical details, I am one of the few people whose bodies reacted extremely toward the vaccine. No one knows the reason and no one knows a cure or when my suffering ends. All I can say is that I didn’t leave any medical specialization or examination without going there or doing it. I was not able to move, breathe or even think clearly. I felt weak and left behind.
Now that I am feeling better and have started going back to my normal life, I appreciate more things in my life. And I know how it feels when someone is not included in the plans, whether it is a building without acceptability for those who have any handicap problems or a woman whose job does not appreciate her role as a mom or a student who has a problem in understanding math more than his colleagues, or anyone in a situation and feels s/he doesn’t fit. It is really hard. I hope we all give these people attention and don’t just let them feel that they are left behind. And please every day you wake up appreciate what you have and appreciate that you -above all- are healthy.
I am looking forward to writing posts again.
