Dear Logbook, hundredth and fiftieth day of a new life.
My Diary had been writing to you for almost three weeks. In these three weeks from what I have been able to read and hear in the news, in Spain little by little it returns to that badly called new normality. Here in Sweden we are more or less the same. People like everywhere that due to the better weather, they go out more and meet their friends, family. What makes the happy Bug not rest, but jumps from body to body more easily. My Diary, I think it is time to remain cautious. Shortly before I wrote to you, I was reading a news story that says that the possibility that there may be confinements again in the fall is between moderate and high. We must remain cautious. Here in Sweden, a country that is being severely criticized for its way of carrying this pandemic, it continues to send messages to the population that please continue to maintain security standards. Restrictions on people over the age of 70 have not been lifted and it has been recalled that public transport is not taken. Anyway, my Diary, caution and more caution. I only ask you that.
For my part, little by little life is more “normal”. We continue teleworking, the children finished school yesterday and from Monday, Gadea will continue going to it. But it will already be like a camp. And, my Diary, we only have little more than 3 and a half weeks to catch the plane to Spain. We really want to. It will be over a year since we took the flight back to Sweden. We really want. I know we will return to a different Spain than the one we left, 351 days ago today. But as I always say. If cancer has made us stronger as a family, then COVID will make people stronger as a society. Let us hope that this strength is not transformed into a false sense of security.
Coming back to me physically. Well little by little better. I still have my heel discomfort. Annoyances that do not prevent him from running. In these last two weeks something less than normal. But hey, we will take it with patience. From what I read and my great friend Alberto (Ladhu) told me months ago, it is something curious that the people who receive chemo for lymphoma pass us. And people here in Sweden have the same problem … ayyy that chemo … how good and how bad it is. Its effects will last for years. So there is nothing left but fucking.
And my Diary, for today nothing else, perhaps the next time I write to you, I am doing it from my Homeland, Spain. We will be there for about 5 weeks. We will telework and we will be on vacation with the family.