So I had the pleasure of having Rahul, himself, drive me these past two days and it was really lovely since I hadn't seen him in awhile. What I appreciate most about Rahul is his unfiltered honesty-- a really refreshing trait.
Of course, sometimes, the truth hurts. Like when someone looks at you and says, "Ma'am, you are not looking good today." Well gosh, Rahul, thanks. But I knew what he meant, as he clarified that it looks like I have really lost the weight and am looking tired.
And you know what? He's right.
Monsoon season began last week
and after three and a half sunny months, the atmosphere in Delhi has suddenly turned very grey.
I am ready to go home.
Master Hayden, on the other hand, apparently has his doubts. Currently, he is on 30% oxygen. The doctors have concluded that he has Chronic Lung Disease-- a tricky diagnosis as it's now up to Hayden to decide when he's ready to kick the oxygen. Could be tomorrow. Could be months from now. And unfortunately, there's not a whole lot we can do to motivate him one way or the other.
Rest assured, however, that his doctor and I are working on a plan to get us home. I'll keep you posted...
Meanwhile, Scarlett just told me that this is my most boring post ever.
I couldn't agree more. Serious blogging does not come naturally to me.
My dad suggested that I post some photos, so I think I'll take him up on it and leave you with a collection of pictures that I like to call The Many Faces of Hayden:
|I am scared.|
|I am silly.|
|I am angry.|
|I am not guilty.|
|I am happy.|