This week, I was really sick. I have ovarian tumor, and I feel a lot of pain every couple of months. I never talked about it because I never wanted to admit that it's been impacting my life, but want it or not, it's been part of me and even more so in recent months. The pain is so intense that when it's at its worst, I cannot get out of bed, and the problem is I don't know when or how bad it can get, so I avoid going out when I feel it. I haven't travelled much in the past couple of years, because timing is never right and I'm really scared that something will happen while I'm away.
So, I was home on Monday and really sad, just lying in bed until my friend called me and asked if I was working. I obviously wasn't. We always talk about fishing together because he fishes all time time, and wanted to bring me along.
"If later it turns worst, I won't even be able to walk though..."
"I'll carry you on my back if you can't walk."
"I guess I can't say no then..."
I took my meds, and the pain lessen quite a bit. We went to Sainte-Anne-de-Bellevue and rented a little boat. I got 1 bass and 1 laquaiche, and he got 5 bass and many little ones that he released. It was so much fun and relaxing. I personally don't really eat fish, but I brought them home for my parents. My parents really enjoyed it and they say it's more delicious because it's fresh.
Sometimes, I just wonder...wouldn't it be amazing if we had to live off the land, and hunt for our food everyday?
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To most people, every day and every week feels the same because we're stuck in currents that won't let us go, we might not know why we're doing it or what we're grateful for anymore because we're not focused and we allow unimportant things in the grand scheme of life to occupy our attention . To me, it's simply another way to reflect on my life, my actions and decisions, and to take time to notice the good things and to make the effort be creative every week, even if it's just a little bit.