Saturday, November 05, 2022

Hello, I'm still here.

 I am getting better. I can stand long enough to cook instead of raiding the cat food.

But still can't be on the computer for longer than 30 minutes or I'd need a front end loader to get me out of the chair.

Just re-read my discharge papers from Caulfield Brain Trauma Centre and I know I was quite looney but there is stuff in there that isn't true. They didn't keep my Doctor up to date with any treatment and he is pissed.

He kept telling them what was wrong with me but it got in the way of them using me as a lab rat. 

My 30 mins is nearly up.  The Internet has changed in the last 6 months and I couldn't even order a pizza today without opening an account.  I'm going to check the cat food.

Monday, February 14, 2022

30 Minutes really is painful so no way I'm watching 60 minutes.

 My foot is painful, backside is painful but the wound nurse and carers have been really terrific. Another 2 weeks should be fixed, please let it be fixed. 

I didn't think I would enjoy the Winter Olympics but I did. The thing called The Skeleton looked screaming, it was. It out screamed the Luge. No way I could I use either of them.  I really needed a dictionary for most of the ski stuff.

Of course, my favourite came on after the 30 minute stand up and walk. Ice dance, just fantastic and I would have to put that on my list of "never do this".

Present arrived this morning from a stranger.  Best Daffy Duck tie ever. Pure silk and made in Italy, brilliant yellow, dated 1997 which makes it almost an antique. I have never seen  one of this pattern before. Neither have I seen a choc Koala full of star sweeties. I'll have to look for this.

I think I'll put the fan on and cool off. It will go on me since Bear managed to throw up this morning, on the carpet. I can't bend over with a brush so I've left white powder, at least I won't stand on it.

Monday, January 24, 2022

Gone but never forgotten.

 My sister has died after being in a coma.  She went as she wanted, quietly with no fuss. I thought I would put a rose here for her but this reminded me more of what we where like as children.  The Ninety Mile Beach in Victoria where it was hot as hell struggling up those damn sand dunes but once at the top, the wind from the ocean gave us an instant freeze. No matter which way we wandered along the waves, coming back it was always straight into the hot sand.  It's a calm photo and I hope she's looking at it and remembering the good times.

Thanks to her friend who held her hand until the last. Thanks to the girls at the Palliative Care Home.

Sunday, November 21, 2021

What happened to spring?

 This is something I didn't know but I'll try to remember it for next year. Those were the days when I could cover the bod with a string of flowers now I'd need a couple of hedges.

Still cold in November so I'm still falling asleep in front of the tv during one program and waking up in the middle of another, makes for some interesting lessons.  I've never eaten Abalone but I now know that it costs a fortune to buy, there are greenlip or blacklip Aba's. They are actually an underwater snail and if you cut them they can bleed to death.  They like to live in S.A. in the same ocean as the great white shark which makes life interesting for people in wet suits trying to make a fortune harvesting Aba's. They were even more nervous in the show I watched because a pod of killer whales - NO, they're ORCAs, you know the big black and white ones. The pod turned up and chewed up a great white shark so the sharks pissed off for a week or so.  Very nervy when you know they live here but can't see a fin but can see your money disappearing.  I know I wouldn't be wearing a black wet suit, too much like a seal but there must be a rainbow suit I could buy that has "Orcas are my friends" printed on the back and I'd want a very big boat.

Christmas is coming closer in case you have forgotten.   

Monday, November 01, 2021

Christmas is almost here.

 I always take it as soon as Melbourne Cup is run, it's almost Christmas.  My sister looks as though she will make it to 2022 and her decision was the right one. With the cancer diagnosed in June she would have had a rotten operation and just be finishing chemo now.  She'd have been in pain, in bed most of the time and not much fun but all she's had is fatigue, no pain, having a doctor that believes in a no pain treatment.

Her painting has gone by the way so my gift of Shaun the sheep and Bitzer isn't finished but she tried.  She rang this morning and all I could hear in the background were birds. She is training them to eat off wooden board instead of the patio table and so far it's working. Her favourite Currawong got very impatient when breakfast was late because of the table cleaning. He threw a bird tantrum, stomped up and down the table and when that didn't work, decided on a pity approach, wandering the table with a leg dragging behind him. She gave up after that and fed him.

I am glad that I can see a blue sky for once. I still have no shoes to fit. I'm still trying to clean up.  I have 7 bookcases which have to be whittled down to 4. I'm getting very ruthless about filling the op shop boxes, keeping only the big reference jewellery books and novels I know I'll enjoy reading again. The couch is piled high with patchwork fabric which I'm going through and getting rid of the fabrics I don't like, only 4 in the op box, I love cottons. In the patchwork world some would be considered antique. The only thing better than playing with fabric is playing with beads but I'll be lost forever if I start doing that.

Say a prayer for my ears, I'm going now to cut my hair. I'm past caring what it looks like as long as it's not long.