Dear Logbook, two hundred and forty-fifth day of a new life. Today my diary a year ago that I was enlisting in the ranks of the KS ship to begin my expedition. Hard days on the high seas where the potions supplied had an effect. A year has already passed! A year of changes, of
Dear Logbook, two hundredth twentieth day of a new life. My Diary, already back in these lands that welcomed us a little more than three years ago, I am writing to you to celebrate, to remember or to embrace what happened a year ago today. That August 22, 2019, Marta, my better half whom I
Dear Logbook, one hundred eighty-seventh day of a new life. My diary, today I write to you again to tell you a little how I am doing. In these last twelve days, life has continued as usual. We have continued working from home and in the afternoons being with my in-laws. Last weekend, we could
Dear Logbook, one hundred seventy-fifth day of a new life. Tey, in memoriam. My Diary, what could be an entry in your pages to narrate the joy of stepping on our longed for and longed for land for 5 weeks, turns into sadness at the loss of one more member of the family. Today Tey
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
Dear Logbook, hundredth thirtieth day of a new life. My Diary, 7 days from the last time I told you a little about how I’m doing. For my physical part, getting better and better, the Achilles’ annoyances are still there, similar to the previous week. Perhaps the rest will gradually get better. It is not
Dear Logbook, hundredth twelfth day of a new life. My Diary, 9 days have passed since I wrote you. More and more days will pass. Until the day that I don’t do it anymore. Don’t get mad at me, it will be a sign that I live this new “normal” without thinking about cancer. I
Dear Logbook, one hundred fifteenth day of a new life. My Diary, today dawned before time. Today I woke up to the light, and I had a hard time sleeping. After a while I managed to sleep, but it was already bedtime. After breakfast I went for a walk. About 6 km through the forest.
Dear Logbook, one hundred and fourteenth day of a new life. My Diary, today the day like the others. I woke up early, put on the mask and continued sleeping … Then after breakfast I went for a walk in the woods. And the Medical Yoga session has arrived. After that session I met with
Dear Logbook, one hundred and thirteenth day of a new life. My Diary, as in previous days, I will summarize a little what happened today. I will start by saying that it is already dawn at 4:34 AM, which implies that in a country where there are no blinds, the body begins to wake up.