23rd of october 2024
It’s an evening already and the days are getting shorter in my little land.
This Saturday we will change the time, back one hour.
I don´t like this, or rather my body clock doesn’t but we don’t have a choice and need to adjust.
Today was a good day.
I went to Coimbra early morning in a heavy traffic to the hospital for a checkup on my pacemaker.
Everything is perfect said the wonderful lady.
What mor can I wish for?
Slowly I am getting my energy back and slowly, one day at a time I get m life back into normal.
My car went for inspection and some maintenance on Monday. Now everything is fine, and perhaps this will be the last time I take him for inspection, because early next year my plan is to buy a new one.
I will miss him, I think, we have been traveling through Portugal from south to north during almost 15 years and there is an attachment.
He has served me well and I am grateful.
This week I have got strange calls by phone. I have declined them but it is annoying.
Nigeria, China, America and UK have been calling. The numbers are unknown and I don’t ever reply if I don´t know the numbers.
The Nigerian one is most likely somehow connected to the SHIT.
I have got Facebook messages from the SHIT once or twice during this week, I think.
It doesn’t bother me much and just shows how terribly lucky I was that this stupid being did not come to Portugal and destroy my life completely.
Today and yesterday were gym days and on Thursday again.
It feels good to know that I am making an effort to get my strength back.
I am still gaining more strength and muscles and its unbelievable feeling.
Today I went straight from the hospital to my gym hungry and a bit tired. Got something light in the restaurant and an extensive training afterwards. This is what life should be.
Making effort and looking forward, that’s the road.
Be strong my reader, if you are dealing with something.
Life is an adventure.
Be grateful and optimistic. That’s the trick.
Hulda Bjornsdottir
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