Dear Logbook, first day of a new life.
My Diary, yesterday was one of those days that you want or not have an impact in your body. Although we were going to the doctor’s appointment knowing more or less what the KS Ship Captain was going to tell us, it was a day full of emotions. My Diary, I recognize that perhaps it is the day of this expedition that I have cried the most. I think it will have been one of the days I have done most in my life. I guess because it has meant releasing many hours of accumulated stress.
My Diary, yesterday reading the messages that left me in the post office, one of the phrases that was most repeated was that of “You have given us a life lesson”, “You are an example to all”, “Your attitude has been admirable ”, etc. Thank you, but I think that if I have been able to help people with the way in which I faced this, I already feel happy. The way in which I have taken it, I do not know, I have not found anything that I should not do for Marta, Martín and Gadea fundamentally. For my families from Valladolid and Burgos. And for all those who in the day to day of this hard, very hard, expedition have been there. To all of you I owe this healing, for now. The first expedition has come to that Island dreamed by this Sailor.
But beware, it is an expedition that could have second, third, or God knows how many parts. It is something that is there and will be present. Of course, the more “clean” birthdays we have celebrated since yesterday, the better it will be and the harder it will be for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma to return. I am aware of it. If on the other hand, the control that I will have at the moment in about two years will make what comes will be from a more initial state. But hey, it doesn’t have to come.
What a day yesterday, how many emotions released, how many tears flowed from my eyes. Now a new life begins. As the song by Rozalén and Estopa, Vivir, says. “Yesterday I set the counter to zero.”
Now my Diary, I suppose I will write to you less. Don’t get mad at me, understand it. I will try to keep telling you how I am doing in this new life. What things are happening to me. How to live without being close to the Hospital. A stage of very high burden and psychological hardness opens to me. I hope to be at height. I will fight for it, but with the clear idea that if I look bad, ask for help to get out of that pothole. Here in Sweden, as in other surrounding countries, rehabilitation is offered in a clinic, in periods of 5 or 10 days. I have requested it. In my case, I think that from the physical point of view there is not much problem, because I feel more or less well. But from the psychological point of view I don’t know. They better than me to tell me. Hopefully there will be a place soon and I can spend a few days in which specialists help me to face the new stage. Anytime.
On the other hand, from here to the next follow-up review of my Lymphoma, it will be in 4 months. I will have an intermediate milestone in two months or so. That milestone will be a review of my heart. I have asked for it. Medicines received on the high seas (chemo sessions) have affected him. For example, I can’t dive in 5 years. That does not worry me. But I want to play sports as I did before this expedition. I don’t say I want to swim with the same times, run at the same times or ride a bike with the same strength. I want him to do what he does, I can do it safely. Well, if my body responds to me, I want to continue being able to give a little more in training. I know that one day I will run that sixth marathon to raise money for the children. I don’t want to run it because yes. Since I do it I want to prepare it well. To yield like those children for whom we will raise money they deserve. And so all those who put their trust in me to donate money, do it with the certainty that Nacho, the Sailor, will give what he has to do his best.
I will tell you about the revisions in the future. They will be every 4 months until 12 months. Then every 6 to 24 months. Where the final high would be already given. We hope that before those 24 months I will go through the reviews in Spain. Sign that we will be back by now. But life, like my Diary, you know, goes around a lot. To show this little expedition.
Anyway, today my Diary, I tell you a little more. It will be the day of going to school by bike with the Grumetillos but with a lot of staff and to come back to my English classes by Skype. My Diary, tomorrow more.