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somewhere in India
It has been three days since the girls went back to school after two months of semi-lockdown. To prepare for that back to school, one late morning, I have started sewing face mask for them but unfortunately I have yet to manage my machine and the sizes of these masks. It's kinda frustrating that a simple task like sewing gives me headache, yes, I am not good at this. I should have listened more to my Practical Arts teacher in high school. So, they don't have any mask on when going to school.
The re-opening of the school makes me anxious. I worry about my children but at the same time glad that they will see their friends again and perhaps they might feel the normality of life again. I thought that our lives might go back to normal again but what is normal now? Everything has changed and we are all going to adapt to the circumstances.
I wish to stop worrying, given that it's almost half  of the year and now what? I am turning 50 and there are so many things to be anxious about and it has and still affecting my entire being. The doctor said that I have what you called "périarthite de hanche". I Googled  but even my doctor had a hard time translating it for me.
Anyway, back to my girls and their schooling. They are both in the morning and finish by 11h30. I try to set a routine where I can "work" quietly a.k.a. use my husband's laptop and let my muscles work again. Thank goodness, I haven't forgotten my typing lesson. Did it in Sight and Sound, given by my aunt. Not sure how many words per minute but at least, I can type effortlessly. I know that I am babbling and typing anything that comes out but I am glad of this. Excuse me for the messy words but I am re-learning to do everything. Like my walking. I am currently into my 4th session of physiotherapy and I am slowly getting back to my own two hips. Wish me luck.
Have a great day.
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