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Life – Part 2

Published December 30, 2016 by helentastic67



“If you are not living you’re just waiting to die!”

I’ve been questioning this lately because when I was younger I imagined life meant work, family and eventually “green pastures”. Meaning a comfortable retirement eventually after a sufficiently lengthy work life!

I’m pretty certain having children is never going to happen from this body. While not menopausal, I’ve done my time changing nappies for 2 younger sisters cured me of needing to make up for it now.


I’m not apologetic to say that when I’m out shopping or in Cafes and I hear a baby cry or screech. It’s the sound of my ovaries drying up! I’m certain my body would struggle with caring for a baby, my back certainly would not cope. A second disc bulge, while pregnant? Pass! Hell NO!


Marriage is an endless possibility, so yet to rule that out. I’ve always wanted a man who was more interested in my mind than my body and let’s face it, the last 8 years haven’t been kind to my body. Now I just hope life isn’t so cruel, that I meet the man of my dreams and he’s a Neurosurgeon.


Wouldn’t that be ironic…

Because we all know surgeons are “cutters”. Cutters like to cut!


No-one’s cutting into my brain until I’m no longer using it! All the careers I’ve had I can no longer do. Organisations love my knowledge and experiences, but no one wants to pay for this wisdom I have. They all expect I’ll impart this wisdom for free, because I’ve seen as some scourge on the community and it’s how I can give back to the community.

So while I’m not ready to give up and die, I don’t know what I’m living for. Does that make sense? I’m working that out!



The Worst

Published March 17, 2016 by helentastic67

The worst 3

The Worst!

Think I worked it out!

Haven’t ‘unpacked’ my whole story for you yet, but people often need to compete “my disability is worse than yours……”

I may have mentioned or not, but I always say, all disabilities SUCK!

Just in different ways. And it’s not a competition, but today I found a young lady on the tram in “my seat” and she had a black Labrador tucked in between her legs.

So, the answer is ….. The worst disability is sitting opposite said cute black lab and knowing I can’t pat it!

If you don’t know, the rule is, if a guide dog has it collar on – it’s working and shouldn’t be touched.

And it’s the worst because they are so cute and I just want to hug them and squeeze them and love them!

And I’m a cat-person…

The end…

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