At times, I go into bouts of depression; on dialysis, who doesn't?

Recently, I have been grappling with the dreaded bone pain rearing it's head again. In less than two months I embark on a once-in-a-lifetime trip to the US and Canada during which I plan to realize two lifelong dreams. I really don't want to blow it all!

This has caused me to be more worried than usual and yes, become depressed at times. Last night was one such occasion. I was worried whether the pain would allow me a good night's sleep. And as is usually the case, one depressed thought lead to another and another and another.

Just then I got an email from a lady from Dehradun. Her husband has been on dialysis for a while. Most endearing couple. She has been following my blog for some time now and every once in a way I receive an email from her saying hello or checking on some issue. Yesterday's was one small, simple email like most of her emails - she is obviously not very used to computers. Brief, often disjointed thoughts put together with considerable effort using monstrous devices. "Oh! Life was much easier with paper and pen", I can picture her chuckling to her husband!

I broke into a smile on reading the email. "We are very happy to know that you are going on a holiday to the US. How are you going to manage dialysis ( insurance )?" And then an update on her husband's health. The entire depression vanished. I became cheerful again!

The thought that there are people rooting for me in places I have never visited, there are people whom I have never met who are happy about things I do is very reassuring. I have been someone who has always looked for and yearned for affirmation. So, for me to receive this kind of email can be very uplifting.

Thanks so much Mrs. P!