Hats off to medical science and doctors and BAPI!!!!

My FIL has just come home after a major surgery... We as a family have had a traumatic 5 months... The Husband's Dad was diagnosed with a tumor of the bad type in his lungs... the entire family was shattered.....for the past 5 months... all we have being doing is rounds of the hospital and doctors... loads of medication.... consultations.... chemos... and what not..... last monday... He was operated upon... and the dreaded tumor.. removed.. they had to remove one section of the lung.....the doc showed us the removed organ... it was BIG.... anyways we were all relieved...
My FIL was shifted back to his room the day after the surgery,..... and I walked in during visiting hours to find.. him exercising.... I almost collapsed... was someone just out of a major surgery supposed to stretching his arms... and taking a walk.....???????
My anxious must have shown in my eyes.. when my MIL... gestured that she had had the same feeling and reaction when the doc had arrived to make FIL do his exercises... but it seems.. thats how things need to be now... I saw the incision cut on my FILs back it was about 3 inches...yes.. thats all...
We expected the doctors to keep him in hospital for at least a week if not more.... but.... wednesday we were told that they may discharge him on saturday,.,,, then they sent a message that maybe friday.... thankfully my MIL was able to convey to them... that we were in no hurry... and that they should release him not before Saturday.....
So yesterday he came hom looking better than before... he is his normal self... sitting in the study.. playing his beloved... MAHJONG on my laptop....calling his Office in Cal.... chatting with his friends...
It is taking us sometime time to get used to him being home... we seemt o be the cautious ones... reminding him to see what he is eating..... he wants to go to favourite Galleria.... and we look helplessly at each other....
We had some relatives over yesterday who came to see him and were stunned to see him walk out of the study and shake their hands and heartily laugh at their jokes.. and gossip....
Every now and then.. they would ask if he would like to go and rest and he laughed them off.. asking them to sit a while longer and do 'adda'.... he was enjoying himself....
Today.... I have to go to work.... yes..it is Sunday... and we have a adventure sports carnival in school... I don't mind it... I went last eyar and it was wonderful.... the lawns of the school looked lovely and loads of stuff for kids to do... and a lovely sunny day and good grub... ideal... this time the Husband is incharge of Joy and we have some friends.. who have said they would join us ....So I asked my MIL come along and see the school where I work and where her grandson would study in couple of years... and was surprised to hear "I will come too... and I think we shal lunch at the stalls there"....from Bapi.....
My MIL had an exasperated look and I just smile... it was good to have him back......
Hats off to you Bapi....... we wouldn't have made it through these few months if it weren't for you.....and your positivity and will power......
HATS...OFF to YOU and .... MEDICAL SCIENCE ......and DOCTORS who save lives!!!!!

Rubbish rantingss

Have been going mad off late what with work and family issues and the biggest problem of all....'my being a perfectionist!!!!'

I need to have my house in order... I need to have my tea served to me in my Tea service...I need to have the plants rotated....I need to have the bed linen changed every week even if it hasn't been slept on.... I need to plan the daily menus... I need to clean out and rotate Joy'c closet every two weeks....I need to pack The husband's bag everytime he goes on tour.... I need to keep up with all my relatives and friends....I need to make fresh fruit juice every morning....

I know.. I sound like a freak....but that's the way I am.... and all I have written is just on the home front.... you should see me at work.....

One day a friend came upto me and commented... "I wonder how you are still sane?.... ?

That got me thinking..... 'Am I really insane?.....Am Ion the verge of a nervous break down...? If yes.. then I have no one to blame but myself...."

It's not that I don't delegate..... I do..... but if things are not done the way I want them to be done... It irritates me no end..... so I usually hang around to supervise.....

One person.... who completely throws me off balance... is a two foot... little tornado........

He just stands in front of me with his hands on his hips...( wonder where he learnt that!) and says ," Naaaaa!"....then if I glare at him.... he folds his chubby little arms in front of him ...thrusts his little red lips into a pout... and walks away in a huff...looking for sympathy elsewhere in the house..... nowadays there are lots of people to give him sympathy....

Looking at him... one day the husband... mentioned... that he wished he had could also act like his son... when I acted like Hitler at home...but I do know... that everything aside.. he quite likes the way his household functions... he is quite proud when people compliment him on the way we entertain....and the house looks....he actually agrees with my 'fundas' of discipline....

We have a clear understanding..... He doesn't interfere with the everyday functioning of the household......and we don't talk shop at home......

accha... this post isn't really a post... its just letting off some steam.. and some erratic thoughts... no sense... I just re read what I have written.. and its rubbish....

so I think I am going to change the title of this ... to rubbish ranting.....

Will write another post tomorrow about Joy and his Abudi,..... as well as Joy and his talking 120 to the dozen....and a few more thought out posts.... that are more meaningful...

After a long time....

Yes... its been a long time... I just checked the date on my last post which was Dec, 2007..... so it has been A LONG TIME....
Have been busy... more like going crazy....life has been giving me its share of ups and downs..... but am a survivor.... and I shall survive...
The joy of my life......My lil Joy isn't anymore a little bundle of joy..... but...now an extremely active child... a toddler.. who doesn't know the meaning of the word...."stay put"....
He loves to go down to the 'paart'....(park)....and do 'dol...dol' ( swing) and the Scheliiiide( slide) and 'Jaaaamp' ( jump) and 'baaounce' ( bounce)......he runs faster than a hare... and it is truly a task to get your hands on him.....
He looks like a mirror image of his Dad.... his complexion , and weird and uncanny similarities give me the hibijibies....however...
he has got one thing from me.... he has gotten my temper....( good lord!!...) or more like the temper I used to have....
Work... has been rewarding and fulfilling .... one of the things that have kept me going....
now am back.......here,.... and i intend to stay....