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Today’s Lunch – 8th August 2018

Published August 8, 2018 by helentastic67

Todays Lunch

Today’s Lunch

Good Mental Health Day

Going to rush through some important updates first if I may, have had a series of MRI’s to rule out a second disc bulge, and anything new going on with my brain. MRI on my head, results, still got a brain up there! (Not sorry, brain injury humour) and lower back MRI. No second disc bulge. Check! Friday’s upcoming post particularly important for reasons why I don’t want another disc bulge. Stay tuned! So, next, thoracic spine MRI and yes! I have a spine! And there is good news and bad news! I love this game, I win it every time, it goes like this.

MRI

The Good News! There’s nothing wrong!
The Bad News? We still don’t know what’s causing the problems/pain you are experiencing!
Next!

Good news bad news

Have been particularly tired this week, don’t know if anybody else has felt it? I always flick a message to a friend who is particularly switched on to such, her reply did not disappoint! “Yup! There are 6 planets in retrograde and the lions gate is open!!!!Definitely something in the stars and planets!”

Tired

Prompting me to reply, “Jesus, Mary and Joseph! There’s a lion and a gate? Are we in Narnia?” caught up with my Boo (sweetheart name for one of my gay friends) last week for dinner. Upon reminding him I have Mika he promptly stated I’d given up on finding a husband? Ggggrrrrrrrrrrrr!  Move on!

Narnia

In less than two weeks Mika is settling in nicely. She is insisting space on my lap in the evening on top of the polar-fleece covered blanket. Making it very hard for me to eat my dinner, as I am in that slump where all meals are consumed on the couch on my lap! Also, when I want to go to bed I have a grumpy cat not wanting me to move.

Mika 1

Ms Tina one of my crazy cat lady friends dropped in last week to meet Mika and the look on her face when I told her Mika only eats dry food! Priceless! Admittedly, that is 15minutes every Friday I just got back not standing in the supermarket trying to work out what the damn cat will eat this time? Mika will be introduced to wet food. But slowly for a varied diet and not gravy-based, the complete opposite Jamima’s preferences, the Neko Cat Lounge paperwork recommended Mika wouldn’t respond well to runny food. Must reset mind-set!

Crazy Cat Lady

And getting back to the point of today?

To write future blog posts. Socialise at my regular cafe and great tasty food. Today’s offering, something a bit different today although I might not eat the bread. Panino Milanese, (What’s that? I hear you ask, exactly) It’s Coletta, cos lettuce, salsa, Augusta and mustard mayonnaise, with the side salad and medicine!

PanninoSalad

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Latte

Cheers,
H

Wonderful day

Good News/Bad News

Published December 1, 2017 by helentastic67

Good news Bad news

Good News/Bad News

Last week (early October 2016) I received some good news. I made the decision not to splash it all over Social Media, thinking it would be poor-form.

I told only those I see in person and my Carers. I delivered the news by saying;

“I’ve got some good news and some bad news!”

Approved

Of course, everyone wanted to know what the bad news is.

A week ago, I didn’t know what the bad news was, I explained I didn’t know yet!

But, wait! Impatient!

The good news is that I got approved for the NDIS. Yeah! Balloons! Celebrations. A Carer and a shower every day of the week and even on weekends.

Celebration

And they will be paid for.

That alone, I could be $60 better off every month. Then I started thinking about all the other things I would no longer have to pay and that I could see a light at the end of the tunnel.

Savings

I didn’t dare calculate how quickly I could pay off my Visa. But roughly, I thought I would not need to keep paying my shrink (officially a Psychologist) or my chiropractor, who I could now actually pay then what they are worth, not what I’ve only been able to afford to pay.

I also wanted to have it cover my beautician costs. God knows, due to steroids for brain swelling, I’ve paid $6,000 for electrolysis to my face. It’s about time someone else paid for it.

I mean, I can’t be a single straight barren celibate spinster with a beard.

Bearded Lady

I do like to imagine I might still meet the man of my dreams one day. It’s OK if he has facial hair.

I don’t need it…

Friday

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