Healing,Hope & Resilience

It is said time is a great healer. It helps us adapt to difficult circumstances and to gradually find a way to move forward, no matter how deep the loss is. Over time, I’ve come to understand what that truly means—to live in the present while holding onto the memories of the past and keeping my husband close in my thoughts. Life must go on—not just for ourselves, but for those we hold dear. After the refreshing trip to the US, I returned to work rejuvenated and began accepting more responsibilities and setting goals. This included visits to rural and urban educational institutions. Travel proved to be a revitalizing experience, and I seemed to feel more cheerful and social as well. A colleague who was a Doctor remarked that the motor skills on the left side of my body had improved. Left side? I wondered why she commented on my left and hadn't noticed that it was my right side that needed improvement. Upon my inquiry about that, she said that I was performing my daily routine as tho...

  After a few months of being weighed down by sorrow, I realized I had to find my way back somehow. I was also not sure if I would be immobile and be a burden on my children. As the first step towards restarting progress, I began visiting a physical therapist. I needed to strengthen my calf muscles to start walking. I was really driven, so I worked hard and, through a lot of pain and persistent effort, I managed to start walking. My life has always been busy and productive, be it work, music, playing veena, or cooking. With my current state, my mind was now constantly wandering with unwanted thoughts and I needed to keep engaged for sanity. I found an opportunity to get involved in an NGO. It was an educational opportunity. There was only one issue: commuting. Having been away from driving for a while now, it took a lot of courage to get back behind the wheel, especially to readjust to left-hand driving. Somehow, I was able to hold the steering wheel with my impacted right hand. Wi...

  The period between late 2021 and late 2022 was the most difficult period of my life by far, in terms of physical, mental, and emotional challenges. Even though I was taking care of my nutrition, I had lost weight, was looking pale, and my eyes were hollowed out. At that time, I was on the correct dose of blood thinners, and I experienced changes in my menstrual cycle. My trusted gynecologist, familiar with my medical history, helped me manage the impact of blood thinners on my periods, which could lead to iron deficiency and medical interventions like a third stroke in my case. In just 2 months, my haemoglobin level had already dipped to 8.1g/dL, which is quite low. So, with evaluation, my gynecologist immediately recommended that I get a hysterectomy to prevent further setbacks.  I was back in the hospital within 3 months of my stroke. My gynecologist advised me that I could return to my daily activities after a week, provided I took certain precautions, such as avoiding h...