It’s now several months since I last posted here and exactly a year since the UK went into a national lockdown due to Covid-19.
Where has the time gone? It seems to have flown by and yet on many days, it felt like time had stood still.
I’m sure I’m not alone when I say that I feel like I’ve run through a whole gamut of emotions. Sadness at so many lives lost over the past year due to covid-19. Shock and disbelief at our “new reality”. Lockdown. Frustration at not being able to see my family and friends.
There have been many moments of joy too. Happiness. Peace. Contentment. Enjoying interacting with my grandchildren via Facetime and game apps. Relaxing and soaking in the warm sunshine back last Summer. Surprise visits from my family. And the peace and tranquility of being safe at home during this last lockdown.
So many emotions.
And then, a week before Christmas, I had a cancer scare after a bout of illness that landed me in hospital for a biopsy. Fortunately it wasn’t cancer but they did find other “life limiting” issues and so I ended up in hospital again a few weeks later to have a total hysterectomy. It follows on from a number of years of gynae issues when I started perimenopause and I cannot tell you how grateful I am to be home recovering knowing I never have to deal with those “flare ups” again. It has made me realise just how poorly I’ve been over the past few years.
I’m grateful to my consultant, other doctors and nurses who took care of me. All while dealing with the reality of a global pandemic and wearing PPE. I’ve had such amazing care. It’s not something I would’ve imagined happened during this time but it did and I’m happy to be the other side of it now.
There’s now a sense of hope and positivity in the air. It might the onset of Spring and the ever closer end of lockdown with restrictions being lifted over the coming weeks. I don’t know what it is or why particularly, but I feel hopeful. and positive.
A new season is comiing.