ok so i got 20 mins before my wife comes out of the room from writing a paper..... and thats when we can eat the cream puffs i've just made.....im using them to bribe her into finishing her school work.....ok she made the batter but im the one baking them so lets just say that i made them ok :)
anyway one thing I've been thinking about writing about is the financial stress that comes along with this disease... its just something that you dont really think about when they tell you you have cancer...
so lets follow the 'money trail' shall we?
lets just say you're working and then BAM you've got cancer...how do you pay for things?
well its obvious that you cant work so in my case i ended applying for disability...what is disability? well thank god for canada because its basically an allowance (determined by the government) that helps to pay for things like food and rent....its really been helpful because i cant imagine worrying about money when i'm sick....cc is weird because it doesnt just mean that you got dealt a pretty crappy card but its something that stays with you forever....seriously its forever, and i dont want to scare anyone who knows someone with cc or even someone whos just been diagnosed but I just think its important to come to terms with the whole picture. In the end its not just a sickness that knocks you down for a year or three in my case haha. It changes everything..
My wife and I are always talking about where we want to live when we finish school and it changes depending on our mood....one day its somewhere in africa (my wife grew up in kenya and i've always wanted to go back....i went once....this is a bit of a side note but my wife and i met each other when we were younger....i think she was 10...i was turning 13...we dont remember it but our mothers do haha)....
anyway then its somewhere in Asia.....right now Shahrzads obsessed with living in the outskirts of Xin Jiang on a small farm with horses...i think shes just tired of living in north america in general... anyway ever since cc we've had this lingering thought of money.....what would happen if i relapsed in another country? how the hell would we pay for all the meds, hospital stays e.t.c...we'd be broke. So its just something that has, in a way, created some barriers for us...we havent let it stop us from dreaming about the future but its definitely put a dent in the freedom feeling of it all....
In the end i KNOW we wont live in north america forever....or better said we cant....i think we'd go crazy...so if theres the thought that my physical health would be at risk out of canada....our mental health is definitely at risk if we dont leave. I dont meant to offend anyone who loves living here...to each his own.....but my wife and I miss our homes...
I miss the food... breakfast food especially.....its called jian bing guo ze...its amazing...it tastes like china...hahah...shahrzad thought it tasted really bitter but i think its because shes not a breakfast person anyway so her opinion doesn't really count ;)
i miss the taxi drivers....they are the best people to have random conversations with trust me.....i miss knowing everything about where i live.....me and shahrzad have moved so much.....shahrzad more than i....but i know she feels this too...we miss that feeling of belonging and no matter how long we've lived here we just dont feel likes its home.
anyway this post is becoming a bit of a rant .....but i starting writing this because i wanted to show my appreciation for the things i dont have to worry about anymore.
Im grateful that im with a person who feels the same way about a country that isnt really our own.....nobody would look at me and think im from china and no one would look at her and think shes african... its funny actually...we're sort of homeless haha.
Im grateful that im still in remission...i can run again.....and i can lift heavy things again ( i picked up the air conditioner that I had to get my brother in law Nabil to lift for me last year...man i must have been weak cause it was so light haha)
and lastly im SO grateful for my family...and since this post is sort of about money I just wanted to thank my parents, siblings, uncles and aunts for helping us financially.
I love you guys and thanks for everything....