Skip to main content

Three years ago...

This past summer, three years ago, I received the diagnosis that changed our lives. It was the week before we were planning to leave for Germany on a family vacation. My dad was flying in from Trinidad to make the trip with us, and we got the news that I had stage III breast cancer the Wednesday of the week he arrived. We had to cancel that trip and I went straight into treatment.

This past summer, almost to the day, we finally made that trip to Germany...


Here I am on the ferry going to Denmark


My dad was not able to go with us on this trip, but it was a wonderful experience to see Berlin again, and see it with the kids. They were great travelers! Helped by the chocolate breakfast bars with Nutella that we got on the plane, no doubt!

My first visit to Germany, pre-kids, was all about the places -  my husband's University, Deutsches Eck, Munchen visiting friends, the hospital where he was born, Opa Willie's grave. This time around, it was about family and the foods he grew up with - Doner  Kebab, Kartoffelpuffer, Mohnkuchen. All sorts of delicious yummy-ness.

We got the chance to visit some of my husband's relatives in Sweden and to experience something that my husband has always talked about, from when we first met many years ago - the Swedish sauna followed by a plunge in the cold water.

I, and I hope the kids too, will have many memories of this trip, but the happiest memory I have is the sauna experience. The sauna we went to was separated male/female (not all are), and you go in naked. Yes, that was quite the experience being naked with you mother-in-law in a sauna! I have to admit, the other ladies in with us were quite nonchalant, chatting away in English and Swedish, and me with my scars and vitilgo on display. These Europeans are quite something!  The temperature in the sauna was about 85C so we were only able to stay in 10-15 minutes at a time, followed by a plunge in the cold water (10C or below)!  When we went outside to get into the cold water, I could hear the boys over the fence separating the male and female sections. They were laughing and giggling. I could only imagine the little one in glee, running around naked with his bruder, Papa, Opa, Onkel R, all naked too. I could hear him having such a good time! Laughing with his brother. He boasted afterwards that he did the sauna-cold water plunge cycle 3 times! It was awesome! One of the best memories I have.



Heading to Sibbarps kallbadhus, yes, with jackets on
The plunging area.











My mother-in-law told me stories of the time(s) they had to add salt to the water so it would thaw enough for them to swim, my response? "Oh, really?" I mean, what can you even say to that? These Swedes!

I don't know what the next year will bring or the next month or even tomorrow, but I had this trip.


Enjoy some random pictures of us in Berlin, heading to Sweden and in Sweden.

On the ferry

And don't forget that! No horns!

Turning Torso, Malmo

3 generations - on the way back from the Berlin Zoo




No clue what size this is
Boys having fun.





Wind turbines

Taking a walk after dinner, the Swedes are the ones in summer clothes.





Comments

Savi said…
That sounds like an amazing trip, Sally! I love your attitude, and wish you many more happy, healthy years, and many more trips like this one. (Maybe Scotland sometime?)

Popular posts from this blog

What is your 'bread & butter' conversation?

I am anxious to get back to the playgroups with my Moms group, and talk with some of the other moms because I want to know what they talk to their husbands about at the end of the day. If I were to truly tell my husband what goes on with my day? Well, the conversation would be inane and irrelevant. Gunnar: "How was your day honey?" Big smile. Me: "You know the usual. Lucas got up late this morning and was crabby because he didn't have enough time to play before breakfast and Liam pulled off my tiny earring, you know, the one I was so excited about getting because I thought he wouldn't notice it, and I could wear earrings again? Anyways, he pulled it off, and I grabbed it from him and set it down so I could deal with him appropriately, and I forgot about it, but when I went back to look for it I couldn't find it. It might have gotten wiped off the table when I was cleaning, so I spent part of the day sifting through the garbage looking for it, then I looked ...

Week 4 - Part 1, Fredericksburg

And here are my pictures from Fredericksburg! A bit different than you may have expected. We walked around the National Museum of the Pacific, but hardly had the chance to look in much detail (antsy 3-year old took care of that).   My husband's conclusion was while there may be some things that are German (like on the menu), some are definitely not.  But perhaps they were when the Fredericksburg immigrants moved there?  Immigrants do cling to what they know and bring those with them, while their home country evolves. Anyways, we had fun walking around and relaxing.  My dad didn't get a chance to do too much (G and I took the time to run away and put my cousin in charge of the boys and my dad).  So we had a break.  We had plans to do more sight-seeing on our way back, but we (me and G) were too tired to try. Tuesday 28th June : Cycle 2.  After checking my blood counts, I was able to get cycle 2 - Yaay!  My appointment was 9:30 am, and I ...

Summer vacation so far

2-yr old: "Waaah..!" wail, bawl. 7-yr old: "I'm sorry..I didn't mean to hurt you." 5 minutes later. 2-yr old: "Waaah..!" wail, bawl. 7-yr old: "I'm sorry..are you ok?" Loop again 10 more times today. The boys walking hand-in-hand up the stairs. 2-yr old: "My water." 7-yr old: "No, my water." 2-yr old: "No! Mine!" 7-yr old: "No! My water!" And so on for another 5 minutes. 7-yr old: "Get off me! Get off me!" Various noises, "....Ow, Ow, Ow!" 7-yr old: "Waaah..!" wail, bawl. Mama needs to sign up big brother for more full-time summer camps. Hosted Mom's club ice-cream bash at our house. In the backyard. 28 moms with at least 1 child each. You do the Math. Yikes! Papa getting a big squeeze hug from 2-year old. 7-yr old getting a big, smoochy kiss goodnight from baby brother. Splashing in the pool with the boys. Priceless.