Out of the mouth of babes

Yesterday was tiresome, on usual days Mumbai heat could kill but I have a tumor on my mind so it doesn’t matter much. Wife & Kid are leaving on Tuesday, I know it’s going to be very painful but I must overcome this difficult time and join them in 40 days or so. Meanwhile hospital called, they are starting my radiation therapy on Monday, which means Chemo starts simultaneously.

More discouraging talk happening, it’s a double thronged attack since someone else has joined as well. We feel miserable, but then it’s just matter of couple of days, this shall pass. Yesterday we went to Chembur to visit one of our relatives. There was lot of negative talk by me for which my son just closed my mouth saying ‘dada don’t talk’. After a while I did continue with more negative talk he shut my mouth again and said ‘Be Happy Dada, don’t talk to Mamma like that, it will be OK’. I convinced beyond doubt God was speaking through him, I must wear my faith armour and be strong at this time. But first I must move away from people who want me to be dead. MUST !!