A bright and happy hello to all, and I hope that the day/evening is being what you desire. I have woken up with a happy mind and the body is slowly catching up. I have done my cores so I am happy. I really am feeling better getting through the list I set up for myself, it is not a big list but being able to achieve it means I am staying on track. I think the doctor telling me the real truth about the coma and just how seriously ill I had been is making a big difference. I know that I really have been given a second chance and need to make the most of it….yes I will have problems with it, I will not get back to what I was before October, but that simply means that I get to create a new me.
In two days I will be fifty-six and I have decided that by the time I reach my fifty-seventh birthday I will be back to my proper weight (between 56 to 65 kg), fit enough to take part in the local marathons, and do some sort of work that will fit in with my new abilities. I may have to re-train to get some new skills as my memory is missing large sections due to the medical treatment to keep me here, but that just means I will have to find out what it has and what I can do with it.
I am slowly rejoining the world and am starting to get annoyed about political matters so I don’t think it will be long before I get in touch with my mates that go to demonstrations, so that I can join in. I have always been involved in getting political wrongs corrected. It also means I will be able to visit friends without being too concerned able my well-being causes problems. In short, it will mean that I can pretty much live a normal life with a few restrictions that I will need to pay attention to.
Thank you for reading my latest blog. I hope that your weekend is going to treat you beautifully and that you enjoy it greatly. xx
A beautiful hello to you and hope that the good vibes have been annoying you from our last chat. I have been sorting some more of my belongings and making plans for myself and the direction I desire to head toward. I am going to be proactive and stop feeling as if the world is ganging up on me, having the depression pushing me into that horrid dark tunnel and me being too scared to try anything new. So now I am going to annoy you with some of the ideas I have come up with….to be really honest I have to admit that I have been trolling the internet and finding ‘experts’ on the topic.
I know where to start as I have helped some many young people sort their lives our so I made the mistake that it would just be a case of writing the list and fill the space in. Nope, no way was my head going to help and it has spent the day forgetting everything I have ever learned. I know that I have spent more time than is necessarily required telling myself “I’m going to be more organised and productive from now on.”? No, I really am going to start that brilliant new diet, or maybe it is possible that that new gym will work out better for me given my love of food! Only to have my enthusiasm fizzle away, and all my best intentions drifting out to nothing?
I think one of my favourite friends ‘Bridget Jones’ shares it so well with her writing about her constant resolutions into her diary. “Will definitely go to the gym this afternoon.” Only to be followed by a binge of pastries followed by drinking and smoking. I have felt like Bridget way to may times, the great intentions followed by a period of work then the very human trait of laziness taking over because the results I wanted have not showen themselves quick enough.
So the plan I am going to put in place for myself ; 1)Get moving, a little bit at a time. I have not been well and my body is not working as it should so going from five minutes on the exercise bike to ten minutes as my body can handle it is a good way to strenghten it up in the right places and the right way. Most importanly I am not setting task that I can not handle. 2) Make myself accountable, set my targets and share them with someone I can trust. I do not need to much pressure on me because I have had on off day. My first one I am going to work on is the way I will hide behind not fell good because I am to scare to step forward in case I mess up. 3) Ignore my failures, I am not perfect and it is okay to have the odd day where nothing goes according to plans. and the last one 4) Motivate myself, I need to have a goal to aim toward. I would do this with my students then the young ones I had come though the youth centres. It does not have to be change the world but rather something simple and you improve your chance of getting to it.
So I now four step that are going to help me reach these goals.
1. Make a date. Right now. All the good intentions in the history of the universe mean nothing if you don’t actually get started. I make an appointment to see my GP or hairdresser and I will actually get out of bed, shower, change and head off to the ferry to keep my appointments, with out the appointment I would just have stayed in bed or done something silly around the house. I am still getting over the “sometime wrong with me” from my hospital stay.
2. Set a small, achievable goal. I have not done much in the way of personal exeercise in the past couple of years as the jobs I had were close to public transport and I had shopping centres close by. My weight is more than it should be. The fibro also makes it more difficult to exercise, so with the turn last year I really have to balance everything carefully because my system is very out of wack.
“Try not. Do or do not. There is no try.” – Yoda in The Empire Strikes Back
3. Commit thyself, big time. I will need to make a commitment to myself and really mean it. It is really easy to say I am going to walk every second afternoon then stop doing it after the first week. Once that first bout of enthusiasm wanes and my head reminds me just how good it was to seat at the computer and write or do some knitting it is very easy to cuddle up with my old buddy laziness. Let others know what you are downing so you can have the extra support you need when you feel like walking away from it all. Just to say that make sure it is someone you can trust, for people who have illness that are long term find it difficult to have people who can honestly put up with the unpredicable of their illnesses.
4. Just keep doing it, no matter what. I know that I will have problems keeping it up , encounter obctacles, fall and falter. I know that it is going to take me lots of time to get to where I want to be. I know that I will never be who I was before the coma in Wagga becasue of the brain damage done during the eight day coma, but I am alive which is so much better than the other option. I know that I will have days that I do not want to be here and I know that I will have days where nothing works. BUT I know that I just have to keep going.
An incredibly cheerful hello to you, and I hope that your day is treating you as if you are the most important person on the planet. Okay, I am going to let you know that this blog may well be a longer than normal blog as I have much to share with you, as well as some ideas I need to sort out for myself. So as I normally do when I decide to do one of these looking for the truth blogs, I let you know if you do not want to read me doing my searching or you have something you need to do, I will say goodbye and I hope that the world treats you well. If you have decided to stay, thank you and I really do appreciate that you think I am worthy of your valuable time to read my words.
I have been, for the past couple of days, vacating at my current favourite holiday spot….the Redland hospital. I rang the ambulance about six pm on Monday evening as I had been ‘odd’ for most of the day. I had been good and eating properly and doing my walking as I could, so I was a little out of sorts because I thought I should be okay. Apparently, the Ambulance service have to take people in my age bracket to the mainland and the hospital if they present with chest pain. Now the Redland Bay Hospital has my medical record as I have been in so often since I got back home that they started with the most life threating one.
The staff did the heart thing which was out when the ambo did it, but by the time I got to the hospital, it had settled down greatly. It was still off enough to get me a bed and hooked up to all those cool tubes that flash and beep just enough to stop you from going to sleep. The first official test the hospital did was the heart monitor one, off to the special area where the expert staff do their magic, and it was off a little but nothing to concern the trained professionals.
The doctors did all that pocking and pushing and thought that it may be the gallbladder, which my GP had already established has stones, but not too much of a problem at this point. So this time I took a chair with a lovely man pushing me (I do not know why but I felt safer because they did not make me stay in bed as they had with the heart) away again and this one was an x-ray of the ribs and yes I have a little darkening nothing that would cause these problems as it is within the accepted range for a person in my age bracket.
So with heart, and lungs out of the equation the team of professionals decided that it was most likely the gallbladder and off I go for some more photos. By this time it was well after midnight and I really had got past the stage where I cared if I left this mortal coil right then…the wonderful team of doctors that had been looking after me decided to move me to the surgical ward as they thought it was most likely the gallbladder not working as it should, and even though the pain did not fit with that, it was where it was sorest.
Somewhere in between all of this one of the lovely doctors called Wagga hospital to follow up on exactly what had happened down there last year when I was in the coma for the eight days. When I was collected by the ambos in Wagga all thought I had had a major reaction to a designer drug(am not an illegal drug user and have not been since 1989) so the head of the Casualty department got hold of Mother to find out about me being a drug user. Mum filled in the history and with her medical background (Nurse), they then decided to pretty much close my entire body down and kept me alive by placing me in the coma for the eight days on life support unit that did everything for me. So, now I have an array of problems such as lack of memory, issues with various sections of my body but the one that has the medical teams up here that are caring for me most concerned is the brain and a possible tumour. I am on a waiting list so the team I had looking after me this week really did not want to take me to theatre if we could avoid it.
So it was decided to put me on a low-fat diet and bed rest for a cope of days while they monitored me. Whilst the team has confirmed that I do have problems with the heart, it was not what caused the problem this time. The medical professionals are pretty certain that it is most likely damaged to the throat tube from the tubing that was there in Wagga ICU when they tubed me to keep me alive. I have been referred to a dietician to help me set up a menu that will allow me to eat what I need for good health whilst not giving in another bout like this one. I also have new meds to take that will assist in stopping the acid reflexing in the throat.
The other one that came out of it all is that the teams there have decided that they are going to monitor more closely the heart problem (yes I do have one ) as I have my age, my weight and dark scarring in the brain that does not put me in a very good group to minimise serious medical problems.
Again I would like to thank you for reading my blog and I hope that you got something from it. I know that the lessons I have been learning since my turn and eight-day come last year are quite overwhelming at times. The fact that I have now been told that I am so very lucky to have survived my turn, and survived with as little damaged as I have is really earth-shattering. The doctor that told me on Tuesday was not aware that it had been held back from me as it had been deemed too much of a personal risk for me deal with, given my history of depression. I am not sure what to do with the information but one thing I do know is that while I am alive I am allowed to choose what I do with my life, it is my decision and that means a lot to me.
I am going to say goodbye and I hope that you have a wonderful day/evening. I thank you very much for allowing me to share all of this personal stuff with you.
A shiny hello to all and I hope that your day is treating you with understanding and love. I have my day as a gentle day with me doing little bits of work and art as I can. I have a big week with medical visits and food shopping, so I will certainly need an entire day where I simply spend the day in bed. I think I will work on some of my craft stuff on that day as it relaxes me and I can get some new pillows so that I have support to allow me to semi sit up.
Over the past few days both via the internet and my afternoon walks, I have discovered that there is many of us who have issues of some sort, be it psychical, mental or just simply not being comfortable with who they are at the moment. This has been so beneficial for my wellbeing because it is allowing me to see that whilst I have serious medical problems, others have gone before me, overcome them and are now making sure that they do not go down that road again, while others have health matters that they will have for life but work so that they can have a good quality life despite the restrictions.
I have not been leaving the house unless I absolutely had to because I am so embarrassed and self-confused about my illness. On my good days, no one can tell I am ill but it does not mean I am good therefore I get nasty comments tossed at me when I use the handicap seating etc, and on the bad days it is utterly horrid because people side step me because I do not have enough age on me to make it “help” worthy. I think now that I have started to interact with the others on the Island and am finding that there are many people in my position and many are within my age bracket, I can adjust to the ‘cannot do’ part of me. One of my walking buddies was a Director of a National Company until she became ill and has not worked for over five years, and she has been telling me her story of how she is adjusting to being this non-working woman that has issues with doing the simple task more often then she is happy with.
I know that it sounds selfish of me but to hear the stories of people my age and younger, from around the world and in my neighbour makes it so much easier to deal with, My friends that have not left me, are just like me and have been through long time illness and have slowly adjusted to the change in their life. I am enjoying the new friends I am making for it is allowing me to feel as if the illness is simply a ‘one step at a time’ adjustment and I am getting the insight into the having goods and bad days that are longer than that and far more serious then a day.
The Island I live on has Yoga classes, Art-making classes, a Gym, Herbalist & Homoeopathy, Iridology, Kinesiology and Vitamin and Mineral therapies, so I really am cover for a more natural approach to getting treatments without going over to the mainland. I am going to join up with some of them, others I am going to check out first just to make sure that my body and bones can handle it.
As usual, I wish to thank you for staying with me as I shared my ideas. Take care and I hope that your time is filled with what makes you happy.
A wonderful hello to all and I hope that your day/evening has been kind to you. I have been out for a walk with some new friends I have on the island. It is wonderful as they are very supportive of me and my restriction because of my health. Every time I go out with them I meet more people that exercise so I am feeling really good about it and not as if I am the only one with a problem. I am still only going out every second day as I am really sore in the muscles and joints.
I have the exercise bike at home for the alternate days, and I also do some housework on those days – such as mopping/ sweeping and the dishes so I can get the body working as it was before my stroke last year. I think the toughest part is keeping myself positive and working to the proper weight, getting the brain working and not getting upset with myself because I can not function as I use too! I know that the depression makes it so easy to give into the negative thinking…it is so much easier.
I have made myself a promise that on the 16th of this month I am going to follow a plan I put together for myself. I have been working on it for about a week and still have a week to perfect it. The 16th is my birthday so it is a perfect birthday gift from me to me. I am going to have my luxury activities, eating routine, exercise plan and my social life all sorted out. I have already put on the top of the list that I am going to be back to my proper body weight for my birthday 2019, that means getting rid of the second person that is currently keeping me company.
I am working to get my brain back to where it used to be. After the stroke, I have had major problems with English and while most of you may think that is not too bad, for me it is a nightmare. English is my first love, I am an English teacher and I also have a literature major for my BA. I had always planned to write history books and now I have trouble writing a response to Facebook.
Well, I think I have bored you enough for this session, so I will say good-bye and wish you every happiness. Thank you for joining me on this blog.
“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8 colour boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64 colour boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64 colour box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s okay though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colours like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8 colour boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colours of life, of feeling, of articulation. So when I meet someone who’s an 8 colour type… I’m like, hey girl, Magenta! and she’s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I’m like, no I want Magenta!” ~John Mayer
I recently had a request to use black on the white for my blogs. I did agree as I did not think that it would make any difference to me. However, I am dyslexic therefore to go back and read my words makes it very difficult. I have also had a couple of other bloggers mention that they find my blog easier too because it was done in colour. So without any malintention, I am going back to coloured ones but will stay with the rainbow colours only and not use the softer colour.
As a teacher, I always had plenty of colourful posters and artwork around the classroom and tried my hardest to ensure that the young ones had as much colour in their life as possible. I was a strictly a black and red girl in my teen years, when I left high school I got adventurous and added purple. That colour combination lasted for years, I think back now and it was most likely when I had the kids and then started teaching. Now I try really hard to surround myself with as much colour as possible.
I find that on my bad days it really does stop me from going too far down that tunnel of terror, and on the good days it pushes me to do things I can not do properly anymore. Colour is used to express an array of emotions and every nation multi usages for it. The paintings below are from different countries….the snake is from the Australian Aboriginal and is the rainbow serpent (sadly the painter was not listed with this piece). The love heart is a piece used for a Mexican promotional tourist invite. And the two love hearts at the end of the rainbow was used to advertise love.
So I am going to go back to my coloured typing for my blogs and apologise to anyone that it causes problems for. I really do know just how difficult it is to try and read when the colour of the words make it impossible for you to read properly. Have a good day/evening and thank you for stopping by to read my blog.
Hello, and I hope that all is good with you. I am going to blog about food and the confusing notion of eating. Since I became sick my weight has increased to where it could be considered dangerous. Because of what is happening currently I have problems exercising, so I have been trying good eating and regular exercise that is as gentle as it can be on my joints and bones.
What has really surprised me is the number of diets available and for numerous reason. I have been given a diet to follow. It helps me to stop having any more fits but I do still feel a little odd from time to time. I have noticed that many of the diets are designed to treat illness and are not those ones you purchase from the supermarket. With my doctors support we will take ‘the several trial and error approaches’ before we find the one that will work and we are happy with.
Just to give you some idea we have vegetarian diets which void foods that contain the product of animal slaughter as well as animal-derived products like gelatin.
Fruitarian diet – mainly raw fruit
Lacto vegetarianism – A vegetarian diet that includes certain types of dairy, but excludes eggs and foods which contain animal rennet A common diet among followers of several religions, including Hinduism, Sikhism, and Jainism.
Ovo vegetarianism – A vegetarian diet that includes eggs, but excludes dairy.
Ovo – loco vegetarianism – A vegetarian diet that includes eggs and dairy.
Vegan – In addition to the abstentions of a vegetarian diet, vegans do not use any product produced by animals, such as eggs, dairy products, or honey. The vegan philosophy and lifestyle is broader than just the diet and also includes abstaining from using any products tested on animals and often campaigning for animal rights. My son has been a vegan for years now and I am always impressed with his ability in the kitchen.
The list I have above are from my friends over the years. Then there have been a group of us that are yo-yo diets and have tried the currently trendy diet, I have tried that many over the years I can not even remember the names of them all, but they all had one thing in common they either did not work or I regained my weight within twelve months of ending the diet.
Weight control diets can be varied and when people want to lose it quickly they will often go down that trendy track but the medical profession will also use diets to assist medical requirements – this list are some of the ones I found that are listed under this group
Very low-calorie diets
So what I have found the most complex in all of this is discovering what you want that is going to work for you. I am a lover of fresh fruit and vegetables (the only one I have ever disliked is the bean and that is only if you cook it), in fact, my doctor has said to me that the worst problem for me is my love of good food. So for me it is not so much learning what to eat but rather adjust my eating routine to suit my bodies needs. At the moment I will eat what I want when I am hungry, if I get caught up in something I will forget to eat then binge eat. As a result of this routine over the years my system now does not function properly and when you add the other medical problems I had last year, my body’s system is completely out of order.
It is going to take a lot of the wrongs out of my eating routine and actually taking notice of the medical advice I am given – (that large container in seasoned olives, is not good as a nibble food whilst writing) – I should be able to get my body to turn itself around. I was fit and healthy for about 20 years and my body should remember that behaviour when I get myself into a routine.
Again thank you for joining me and sharing me on my journey. Hope that your day/evening is wonderful for you.
A delightful and cheerful hello to you and I hope that whatever you are doing is treating you sweetly. We are having rain burst here so it is not to bad, I rather enjoy the rain than the cool breezes we get in-between. This blog is going to be another one of those where I am letting the thoughts in my head out on the paper to try to get some sense out of them. So now would be the time to drop out and do something you really what to do if you do not want to hear the rantings of a fifty-six year out lady.
I want to know what the purpose of life is and just how we achieve what we do. I was born in the 1960 and experienced an era that has been defined by its use of protest, drugs, free-love and anti-establishment was the norm. I truly was defined by this ethos’ and still think that people should have the freedom to make personal choices about how they are going to live their life. Society should allow groups to voice their views on matters, therefore allowing rules and regulations to be changed when it is necessary.
I handed out information cards with my Nana about how to vote (in Australia) to make the Aboriginal People citizens of their country. I marched with some of my Aunties to try to end the Vietnam war and bring our boys back home where they belong. All of this help to create the person I turned into. If there is an injustice you must not just talk about it, if it is a cause you truly believe in then you fight to fix it and it makes no difference who you have to go up against.
We have so many injustices occurring both in Australia and on an International level, yet most people seem to be quite content to sit quietly at home in front of the six o’clock news having a little complaint and that is it. I often remember the debates that my Nana and Aunties had with my parents because Mum and Dad thought that they would all get me into trouble. My mother still has a go at me for going out to protest, demonstrations, and rallies. And yes my folks were correct I did get arrested for protest but it has not stopped me!
I really can not understand how people can see a wrong being committed and do nothing about correcting it. I often hear people complain about the 60, and the 70s for the horrible issues that came out off them…the African Americans fighting for rights, the youth trying to not be sent to a war that was not theirs, Australian Aboriginals fighting for acknowledgement, women struggling for equality and these are just a few of the issues internationally.
The sad thing in me going through the list where I have been involved (various matters here at home and following what was happening overseas), is that for the ones we would fix another ten would show up. I think what upsets me the most is that the issues we fight over to make the world a better place, would be so much easier if the people who hold the real power…politicians, business owners etc, did what is the right thing.
So from this, I think I have decided that the norm is people are happy to read about it in the paper, or Facebook, listen to it on the radio, watch it on the telly and chat to mates about it which is really sad. People need to get proactive and take an interest in matters that impact on their life. Get the family together and head out to a demonstration, ask your local politician what their views are on matters that you find important. Do not just accept matters as they have become but rather be proactive and make them the norm!
Again, I thank you for staying with me whilst I aired my thoughts, and I hope that you are having a lovely time xx
Hello to all, and I hope that your day has been treating you as if you are the most important person to grace the planet. I love those days when everything you do is perfect, the people you encounter are wonderful, your tasks are easy and you get them all done before time expires. In short, it all revolves around you…
I have been reviewing my paperwork and looking at the concepts I wish to follow up on. It is actually more difficult than you would imagine. Over the years I have done much planning for the retirement but now I need to drag it out to assist in the recovery and I am hoping that it will get me back to were I was before the stroke. The biggest thing I noticed whilst doing this was that when I have been at my best all my images have been with me laughing. So like any geek, I researched it straight up.
Laughter decreases stress hormones and increases immune cells and infection-fighting antibodies, thus improving your resistance to disease. Laughter triggers the release of endorphins, the body’s natural feel-good chemicals. Endorphins promote an overall sense of well-being and can even temporarily relieve pain, so it is really helpful for the body (taken from my encyclopedia).
What I find the most interesting is the varied interest people have when it comes to what they laugh at. Good old fashion slapstick, playing on words, just a joke, in short, the experts have identified 10 distinctive forms of laughter. What I found the most interesting was that the studies have shown that the belly laugh is considered the most honest type of laughter. It is also the hardest type to experience because we have to find something truly hilarious before we’ll let go with the kind of laughter that has us clutching our bellies and gasping for air. I do not know about you but I have certainly experienced them on more than one occasion, but not in a long while!
Of course, that’s not the only description for true belly laughter; as you might guess, we all laugh differently. In a study conducted by Vanderbilt University, researchers found that men are more likely to grunt or snort at something they find funny, while women let loose with giggles and chuckles, and I find this interesting as I have often heard my mother giggle and have thought that she was just putting it on so she did not offend whoever was telling the joke.
I used this in a paper from university that I did for interaction with students that had difficulties settling into a classroom environment.
“It’s good to take note of what tickles your funny bone, however, because it just might save your life. In the 1979 book, “Anatomy of an Illness,” Norman Cousins writes of how he used laughter to fight an illness that doctors told him was near incurable. Cousins wrote, “Ten minutes of genuine belly laughter had an anaesthetic effect and would give me at least two hours of pain-free sleep”
I often think that in modern society we have forgotten just how important it is to laugh, I mean really laugh. When I was working as a teacher up in the Cape, I was laughing all the time and my health and think was in golden shape. I can count on one hand the number of times I have REALLY laugh since I return to my southern home. So I am thinking that the real question should be “what did you really laugh at today?”
Thank you for joining me today and I hope that the rest of your day is wonderful….do not forget to get a laugh into it all somewhere.