When I made the last speech, I got so sad to whimper.
However, I found a clue that consoles me.
I can see my mother without close contact.
It is impotant to keep distance and to limit the time.
In this situation, the bottom line is to distinguish between what I can and can't.
We can't spend a night but we can enjoy chatting with masks in the visiting room for a while.
I'm trying to find something small that I can.
It makes me relieved.
We are almost depressed about coronavirus.
At last, this afternoon we had a news that said there is a person caught the virus in Hiroshima.
I was surprised very much that the person had visited various hospitals 8 times over one month.
Although he has wanted a clear diagnosis, he couldn't get it and he hasn't be quarantined.
Even though most people in Hiroshima think that there are infected persons in Hiroshima potentially, we haven't been so serious because we are led to think that there isn't clear infected person.
The biggest problem is we can't know whether we ourselves are infected or not.
Actually, this week, I scheduled to see my mother living in the nursing home in Kumamoto, but I canceled it.
I have no idea when I can see her and it makes me so sad.
I assume that a lot of problems will happen.
My husband runs his own company and I do, too and my son will be in senior year at the University and will go to the hospital experience.
We might go belly up and my son's all schedules might be canceled and he couldn't graduate and get a job.
And the hardest thing for me is not to be able to see her and people I want to meet.
We must keep our mental condition stable.
Last Tuesday, my son and I went to Kitakyushu City to go to the hospital to get his regular medical check every two months.
Just one year ago, my son had a surgery. The surgery was for his both hip joints. This time, he took X-ray and MRI and a test of physical strength. While I was waiting him about 3 hours, I remembered one thing or another about him
Because his condition is getting better day by day, I sometimes forget he couldn't walk without walking assistant instruments like as weelchair, crutches, and walking machine.I called him "Clara" when he could stand up by himself at last. Clara is a charactor in Heidi, girl of Alps. Nevertheless, he recently works as a traffic controller to keep standing all the day.
The result of his tests were all good and the doctor said to us to come there after half a year.
