Out of Isolation and first recovery milestone

 
I am mobile now, after 5 weeks of grueling cough and panicked look at the pulse oximeter  I managed to see a specialist who reoriented my treatment plan towards recovery. The boy had been pushing me to buy shoes for him as his have developed holes in them and embarrassingly his friend at school had discovered it. 

Poor chap, I can imagine the conversation be like .." look there is a hole in your shoe".   First time in a month all three of us along with the helper hopped into a cab and went to Vivocity, one of the largest shopping malls near us. This place is close to Sentosa Island and one can come out of the mall and walk along the Sentosa boardwalk and enjoy the sunset. So we did that after buying the boy his shoes, ice-cream in hand we came out and sat at the bay.

 

This is my first milestone to recovery, away from my isolation room, with the family. The boy scooted close to me and asked " Mama, does this mean you are well now? Can we go biking in the park later in the evening?"

My heart cracked a little. By nature I am the dominant parent, the boy goes with me everywhere and it is me who keeps chasing him to bike in the park and go for unplanned adventures with nature. He is still yet to reach pre-teen but till such time he reaches there and finds his own interests he is like a shadow to me.

We came back home by dinner time, I was quite exhausted with the outing. Freshly showered and settled down in front of the television I sighed thinking of what a child goes through when their parents fall ill. 

I had to test my limits and gain my confidence back, so I decided to stretch it over the weekend and went for a walk in the sun. Well I made it at times I did feel a bit dizzy, I carried my pulse oximeter just in case I went hypoxic I need to know my limits.

It had rained the previous evening and the Clementi woods park  was full of the mushrooms they looked so lovely, I was almost tempted to pick them. I thought a little bit of retail therapy at the Daiso store would be nice, so was it. 

I was happy I survived the 2 km walk under the sun without any support. I look forward to the day when I can pick up my bike and do a 20 km at the West Coast park , one can always keep up the faith.