![]() I saw my father-in-law being diagnosed with metastasized lung cancer, bringing the family together in sadness and sorrow. ![]() I guess old habits either die hard or kill easily, whatever comes first. Despite being surrounded at work by healthy ageing initiatives and resources, I completely ignored it – along with posture guidelines, anti-fatigue exercises and ergonomic tips – only to regret it every day since. I forget that I can do it right now, and were I to pace myself I could keep doing it for quite some time. I have had this idea of growing old to finally be able to sit at a desk for as long as I wanted, to write what I wanted. I worked myself to exhaustion, to push further, to over-perform, until I couldn’t anymore – not for a few days, so I found myself crying at the thought of risking my future. ![]() The physical comfort was intense, but not as baffling as my own capacity of ignoring all good practices, common sense, and self-preservation instinct. From my right hand all the way up to my neck, I was paralyzed in pain for quite a few days. I have also been through moments that made me think about growing old – why is it that we only think about the future when it is at risk? I have met some incredible people whom you will read about in the upcoming stories (Andrzej, Mark, Eileen, Karla, Meri, Hannah, I am talking about you!). It has been two months since I last wrote a story here – between then and now, a lot has happened.
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