Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 45

Growing up and growing old Google Images “Will you discuss with your manager, the dates of your visit?”, Dad messaged me one Friday morning, while I was in office. “Haven’t yet. Probably, tomorrow,” I replied. “I think it’s better you complete your probation period and then plan a visit. Don’t get careless with work,” he…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 44

Away from home and searching for one Sunset at Victoria Harbour. Hong Kong. Personal collection. “Do you feel at home?,” my new flatmate asked me last night. As I was cleaning the kitchen counter, she sprang the question out of nowhere. I turned around and almost said yes. But suddenly stopped. Do I feel happy…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 43

Being a woman. Being single. Being Indian. Personal image. Shot in Hong Kong. “So how was your trip to Singapore?”, asked the attending nurse to me as she prepared to administer the weekly round of chemo to my Dad. “It went well actually. I managed to finish the work and meet some friends too,” I replied….

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 42

Anger management Image credit — Google Images/apexcounselling.org “They’re ruined!,” Dad muttered as he rushed to turn off the gas stove in the kitchen. The pressure cooker on top of it was steaming noiselessly. I quickly placed the cooker under a tap of water to cool it down, and opened the lid. The sweet potatoes were floating inside…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 41

Spending time with yourself Image credit — Google Images It was a sunny morning. As I walked through the house searching for Dad, I found him seated at one bright corner in our garden. Phone in his lap, the newspaper in his hands, deeply engrossed in some part of the national headline, he barely looked at me as…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 40

Not sweating the small stuff Image credit — Google images “I just saw my first grey hair. I’m getting old :(“, was my cousin’s text last evening. “We all are. Relax,” I replied. “Hmm.” “I noticed permanent lines on my forehead today. There’s nothing that I can do about them, except for botox maybe, haha!,” I added. Another hmm…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 39

Speaking to doctors Image credit — Google Images/CDC I lightly tapped at my bag, observing the hills from the window of the doctor’s room. Dad was seated next to me, quiet without any expression on his face. My brother was standing behind, holding the latest MRI scans. As the doctor finished his task at hand, he began…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 38

Learning to cherish the present “Mughal-e-Azam is about to air at 8 pm. Turn on the television,” my sister texted me one Sunday evening. Dad was in bed curling under the blanket for more warmth, while Mum was doing some accounts. The atmosphere was quiet and morose. But soon as the 1960 Hindi movie started,…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 37

Being in the survival mode Image credit — Google Images The sun was unusually warm for this time of the season, and Dad was resting on a small bed in the verandah waving off the flies. The flowers were finally blooming, and he was aiming at getting a few good photos of the new batch. Constant coughing distracted…

Living with a cancer afflicted parent — A Series — Part 36

Lending a helping hand Image credit — Google Images/NPR Patting Dad’s back, the doctor smiled and said, “I thought you’d be coming in a wheelchair, but if you’ve driven all the way on your own, then visit me again next month with your reports.” Dad folded both his hands, thanked him for his good wishes, and we…