It has been a few days since I wrote but that's only because I am so bored I do not know what to write. My days are pretty boring. Wake up at 8:30, the hubby makes me eggs and coffee. I eat, take my medicine, watch tv, surf the net, walk around the house and get back into bed. Around 12noon, I go upstairs, take a shower - scrub (yes Hamid...scrub) the wounds, put cream on it and get changed into clean clothes. I come back downstairs, have some Green chia -- by this time moore or Hamid have arrived and we chat on who called, any family updates, bla, bla, bla.... so you can see how great my life is. I had a scare last night, I had some chest pains but didn't think much of it. My sisters bullied me to go the hospital telling me that I should take something seriously. When the tech told me that it might be a blood clot, N started to cry.....which scared me. N is an ER nurse and if she is crying over a possible blood cloth, why wasn't I take it seriously. So I decided at the moment I should take everything a little serous....I cannot be that lucky! After four hours in the ER, many blood work, CT scans the doctor came in and told me that it is not a blood clot but part of my surgery....THANK GOD. The SMS messages went out to all the family members..."false alarm". When I got home, Iqbal ordered me to bed and told me I am not allowed to get up, I had never seen him so mad. Rarely does he pull the husband card but he pulled it last night.
I do have a few things to report. One I noticed that my blog and my posts on Young Cancer survivor has given people courage to ask for help and ask me questions. I really want to change the Afghan mentality on how Cancer is viewed. This is a curable (in some cases), we should talk about it, we should ask for help, we should have a support system for us.....this should not be a death sentence! Dam it I am living proof that I can live life, kick my cancer in the ass and still have a great attitude toward life. I just found out that a family friend was rushed back from Afghanistan because she has Leukemia. In Afghanistan they told her she just had a bad cold, but when they brought her to the US, they said she Leukemia and was taken the hospital :(. Please, please pray for her. She is a newly wed who was educated in the US but decided to live in Afghanistan with her new Husband. She is only 21 years old. Secondly, I decided and convinced my parents that I do not want a Lavish 'get well" party at a hall. A few reason for my decision, the amount of messages from this blog made me realize how many misfortune people are living in Afghanistan and could benefit from the money I would spent on overfed, overdressed Afghans living here in the US. Secondly, I am afraid of "nazar" from the people who come to the party.
As soon as I am able, Iqbal and I are going to Haj and then I would like to visit Afghanistan and see if I can help cancer patients there......I feel a higher calling. I need help in opening a non-profit agency to help me....WE NEED TO EDUCATE, Screen and fund our people!
P.S......to the family members who left me get well messages "thank you, I will call you as soon as I get a chance" Love you and thank you for thinking of me!