Sorry for being Boring

In the morning I call mom, I tell her how’s Mariamty, and stories of other patients; their ages, since when they’ve started the therapy, how did they discovered cancer, where is it, when will they finish their cure, does they have other brothers or sisters, & so on.

At noon, my sister calls, I tell her how’s Mariamty, and stories of other patients; their ages, since when they’ve started the therapy, how did they discovered cancer, where is it, when will they finish their cure, does they have other brothers or sisters, & so on.

In the afternoon, I visit other patients, I tell them how’s Mariamty, and stories of other patients; their ages, since when they’ve started the therapy, how did they discovered cancer, where is it, when will they finish their cure, does they have other brothers or sisters, & so on.

At night, when Mhmdy comes after work, I tell him how’s Mariamty, and stories of other patients; their ages, since when they’ve started the therapy, how did they discovered cancer, where is it, when will they finish their cure, does they have other brothers or sisters, & so on.

Next day, in the morning I call mom, I tell her how’s Mariamty, and stories of other patients … etc.

I think I’ve turned to a boring person; the only thing I chat about is in that area. It’s the only subject I’m good at, beside the weather :)

Also, my blog is having a new theme with the same titles.

I can’t imagine next year! What my chitchats will be? Will I have miscellaneous topics!