and ON again.
I missed blogging.
I missed this virtual connection I have with fellow readers and writers. Fellow artists, who each in their own way, are more inspiring than anything.
Ice and snow are starting to thaw, making way to gray rain and annoying slush. Montréal witnessed record snowfalls this year, and man it was long. Apparently, the Island of Montréal spends 1million dollars every day on cleaning snow. This year, this costly process was lengthy and slow.
Spring is here now. It was announced on the 19th here in Montreal, while it only starts on the 21st in Lebanon...
It coincides with Mother’s Day (where I come from).
Happy Mother’s Day mom!
The past few weeks were pretty rough. The weather was not helping, I had a major deadline for a mega project I am in charge of at work, and dad gave us a big big scare.
During my last visit to Beirut, dad had to undergo brain surgery. He had been battling benign brain tumors for quite a while now, and last Christmas he had to go under the knife for the second time in a year. He recovered well, however his memory and mobility were slightly hampered.
While having his routine scan last month, his doctor recommended immediate surgery for the third time. Recovery was not fast this time, and the poor weary man spent two weeks completely asleep (almost comatose) in the Intensive Care.
He is doing much better now. He is waking up, and was moved to recovery room. He ate Jello and Mhallabié. He should be out of the hospital by next week.
Medicine is funny; I thought we were on our way to find answers for everything and anything, but still there are always new things that emerge to keep us baffled and clueless. His tests were sent across continents to Germany, the U.S, and here in Canada.
They say his case is unique… well it is true, he is unique, and he is a wonderful man.
I am lucky to still have him smiling.
Thank you my friends for all your comments and emails. Your support was comforting and very helpful.
Happy Mother’s Day to YOUR dear mothers, to YOU mothers, and to my wonderful mom; the strong and caring woman, toughing it up with dad. She never left his side... Not for a second.
I miss you both.
Ice and snow are starting to thaw, making way to gray rain and annoying slush. Montréal witnessed record snowfalls this year, and man it was long. Apparently, the Island of Montréal spends 1million dollars every day on cleaning snow. This year, this costly process was lengthy and slow.
Spring is here now. It was announced on the 19th here in Montreal, while it only starts on the 21st in Lebanon...
It coincides with Mother’s Day (where I come from).
Happy Mother’s Day mom!
The past few weeks were pretty rough. The weather was not helping, I had a major deadline for a mega project I am in charge of at work, and dad gave us a big big scare.
During my last visit to Beirut, dad had to undergo brain surgery. He had been battling benign brain tumors for quite a while now, and last Christmas he had to go under the knife for the second time in a year. He recovered well, however his memory and mobility were slightly hampered.
While having his routine scan last month, his doctor recommended immediate surgery for the third time. Recovery was not fast this time, and the poor weary man spent two weeks completely asleep (almost comatose) in the Intensive Care.
He is doing much better now. He is waking up, and was moved to recovery room. He ate Jello and Mhallabié. He should be out of the hospital by next week.
Medicine is funny; I thought we were on our way to find answers for everything and anything, but still there are always new things that emerge to keep us baffled and clueless. His tests were sent across continents to Germany, the U.S, and here in Canada.
They say his case is unique… well it is true, he is unique, and he is a wonderful man.
I am lucky to still have him smiling.
Thank you my friends for all your comments and emails. Your support was comforting and very helpful.
Happy Mother’s Day to YOUR dear mothers, to YOU mothers, and to my wonderful mom; the strong and caring woman, toughing it up with dad. She never left his side... Not for a second.
I miss you both.
PS: Superdude, there are a lot more where this picture came from. contact me if still interested.
Labels: everyday life
14 Comments:
Welcome back khayye
Salemit Albo w rasso ur dad.. hang in there... life is a bitch sometimes, we all have a chunk of pain that drags us underground every now and then... Welcome back...missed u too
Good to know that your dad is on the mend! It must have been a very stressful time for you, your mum and your whole family.
Medicine IS funny. I grew up listening to my mum saying things like, "There are medical breakthroughs every day. Medical science never stops, and in a few years' time there may be a cure for cancer or for MS or for this other illness." She is a true optimist! But what she says is right, and I now find myself repeating her words to a friend who may lose his sight to glaucoma in a few years.
Progress *is* made every day. If only our governments pumped more money into the health system and less money into the war machine... (or the space program. What's that all about?!?)
Best wishes for a speedy recovery for your dad!
And welcome back, of course!
Man, it is good to have you back! you've been missed! welcome back, again!
i have a very close relative in the exact same boat..
i hate that boat..
Z, welcome back w salemit bayyak. Alla ykhallilak both your mom and dad, for a very long time ba3ed.
Welcome back!!
Glad to hear baba is doing better :)
Good to see you back :)
Hey _z.
Glad things are looking better for your dad. All we can do is put our faith in the doctors and medicine, I guess...
When i first saw the picture of your post, i thought of the worst...
Hamdellah 3ala el saleme
so happy to hear that your dad has gotten his groove back, even tho it's a slow groove, but i'm sure it'll pick up. Jello always helps the healing process.
and it's good to hear the positive tone in your words too. i echo everyone, welcome back.
stay close now
I like you _z, you're a good man! Salemto la bayyak, hope he gets better and alla ykhallilak immak w bayyak akid.
Lilliane,
he picks on both of us quite a lot. What's there to like? hehe.
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