A visit of Gothenburg Post’s reporter and photographer

On July 10, a reporter from Gothenburg Post called me up and wanted an interview with me regarding the cancer care in our Province and my experience with my contacts to the care units. My husband had have contacts with her since the day he found out that I won’t get any treatment within 7 weeks which is the standard waiting time for radiation treatment. I was not very optimistic about it, how can a newspaper article about my health possibly help me to recover? No thanks, I was not interested I said and she respected my decision. But then when my husband came home and we talked about it,  he convinced me to make that interview. You are not only helping yourself he said, it may help other cancer patients later on too. Ok then I’ll call her back I said and I did but I only got an answering machine. After a while she called me up and she began with the interview.

Since I was crying during the telephone interview, she told me we could continue after a week since she was not working the week after. When she came back to work on the 20th we continued with the telephone interview, and finally I got the outline for approval on the July 21. She got my approval so we decided a Photo shoot today, July 27.

So I guess this must be big! The reporter took a Photographer with her drove 600 km to and fro just to take my picture. That’s nice, what a priviledge! I feel so important at the moment.

We started taking pictures outside our home in the countryside and then drove 2 km to the lake nearby and then there they also took some pictures. I hope it will be good ones, sometimes I’m not photogenic when I’m sad. We’ll just wait and see the final result.

The reporter told me that the article would be on the center fold and that would be ok.

Published by queenkeandra

I am a swedish citizen with asian origin, lives in Sweden, entrepreneur, accountant, fashion designer, dressmaker, professional interpreter and translator and from year 2014, I also became a local politician with some assignments from the local government. I moved to Sweden after marriage with a Swedish national in 1986. Two years later we got a son followed by a daughter after 21 months. Satisfied with life in fact, I guess I got all I wished for, it feels I have everything. Being married is not just a bed of roses, the roses have thorns also and you can get it at times but we’ve always been doing pretty good. Kinder and better husband I do not think I can get, everyone has their flaws and life becomes easier if you can accept them. I’m not a perfect person either. I became a grandmother quite young, only 45 years old, was a little skeptical at first but then I loved to be one. Now I am already a grandmother of two, a boy and a girl of 20 months between them, such a great feeling, it feels like it was a replay of my life. When I have both of them at home, it feels like I was young again and is the mother of small children. I can not explain but so damn good it is. When I moved to Sweden I knew nothing about the country, but now it feels like I’ve always lived here. I speak Swedish better than my native language, better in Swedish grammar than my husband, it may sound strange but it’s true. I dream even in Swedish. I hang out with many Swedes, have worked and still working in Swedish companies. I go to the Swedish church though I am a Roman Catholic. We believe in the same God anyway. I’ve adapted pretty well in Swedish society. I think I have to adjust to that country I moved to, not the country or its citizens to adapt to me. Sweden has no responsibility whatsoever that I wanted to move here so I could not demand anything else, but now a citizen, I think I have the right as any other native Swedes. I pay taxes and do my duties as a citizen. I think I am a good role model and a loyal citizen and can fight for my new country.

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