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Hot off the Press – 18th September 2017

Published September 18, 2017 by helentastic67

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And another week begins.
Monday morning and my friend Phillip was gone before 5am! Not envying him at all. My day started at 9am, while I walked to the tram and again racked up 1,000 steps to get to the tram I paid for it.
Who knows what you get when you over work muscles that have been dormant and unused for the weekend? Yes, that’s correct my thigh muscles were on fire! Itchy!

Monday

While I didn’t get out until about midday I got to Osteo and was tortured (my carpel tunnel) and I was given a lift home by 6pm making it feel like I’d been out all day!

Tuesday, cold and wet so as my carer arrived on time I committed to going to my one appointment. Caught a taxi and had a great massage with the milo/Remedial student from RMIT. She even suggested I might have a little something called Thoracic Outlet Syndrome. Like I need to have another thing on my list, but if it’s an answer to anything I’m adding it to my list to discuss with my GP. Did just over 2,000 steps today and was struggling to stay awake past 8.30pm. But never fear, crawled into bed at 1.30am Wednesday morning. Don’t tell Ms Jillian.

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Wednesday, did not want to get up! (No idea why…….shaddup!) more cold and wet today but it wasn’t raining when I had to get out so smashed out 1,000 steps just to get to the tram. Encountered an old Greek lady on the tram. Was out-Nona’ed by the Greek Nona. FYI: if you are unsure, a Nona is an Italian grandmother however I don’t know what the name for a Greek grandmother is)
Standard Wednesday foodie post……Meh! Paid some bills.

Wednesday

Standard Punchy/shabby day and as predicted my Chiro did tell me I looked tired. Had a laugh about the Greek Nona. The woman had rearranged the colour of my jacket and had been touching my purse inside the side of my bag. (She was attempting to fold it over to have it be safer and less at risk of theft) ironic she didn’t have any appreciation of my body-space and that she was in it. My Chiro has Greek ancestry her parents having migrated from there back in the 40’s or 50’s. Same era as my father from Italy. Managed 3,000 steps today, but promise to make up for that excessiveness tomorrow when I don’t leave the house.

Greek YiaYia

The highlights of Thursday were the other lovely Fijian carer I’ve had a few times now in recent months. An afternoon kip that was ruined by the doorbell at 4.30pm that when I went to see who was there, there was no one! Managed to pull the rest of the day together and after a chat on messenger with my Texan friend got into the kitchen to smash out dinner. Roasted veggies, including beetroot and some frozen peas, with a Chicken Kiev.

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Friday morning another rude awakening at 3.33AM, by the doorbell. I had only gone to sleep at 2am making me one very grumpy girl. Who the bloody hell does that? I didn’t get up so I don’t know if it was my doorbell or Unit 2 (we share a roof cavity as my Wog landlords built cheap and not to legal safety requirements) so I often hear their doorbell.

Friday

Friday resumed after only a few more hours sleep around 9am and after my afternoon carer, I smashed out a few more hours in the kitchen. A chicken soup bottled, yummy dinner and a serious effort with the bench top dishwasher so my Saturday carer doesn’t go out on stress leave from the remaining dishes needing her attention and another late night on the couch catching up on admin and emails before another lazy off-grid Saturday!

Ah, received some interesting mail today. Really want to chant “Yes! Yes! Yes!” But if you are not in OZ you do not know of the political debate about how to best waste, oops, sorry. Spend tax payer’s money to decide if same-sex marriage should be made legal here?

Same sex Marriage
Now, I’m a single bitter barren spinster (ok, not bitter) and I’m voting Yes! I want my gay friends to be able to marry if they want. This postal vote won’t even be legal! Even I’m surprised how backward we are on this topic!

Perfectly lazy weekend. Even did a little mindfulness colouring.

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Keep in mind I’ve only got half the eyesight in each eye so do not enlarge!

Previous weeks efforts…….

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Single girl date night passed again binging TV………..I’ll mention only note-worthy shows. Some help me pass the time. You will always be able to tell the difference. Three more comics this week.
Had a big flashback this week of accessible bandaids…. I know. Weird Segway, however I’ve badly injured a fingernail on my left hand and as I can’t feel it I don’t know how much damage I’ve done. So, I’ve been sporting a bandaid as protection. Even my carers are struggling to open the packaging.

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Remember those days of Johnson and Johnson bandaids with the little red string across the top and down the side? Now bandaids are childproof and adultproof! I just want to perform a little first aid………..
And spring has finally sprung in my front Yard! this is the view from my bedroom window.

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Lastly, Sunday night into the kitchen to smash out a pasta bake for someone newly out of hospital after her second disc bulge surgery. All while singlehandedly making my own dinner. A pretty decent pork and diet mince hamburger patty with lettuce, beetroot and mayo on a wholemeal bun.
Meanwhile there are people in Florida without power or a roof over their heads. Sending good thought to you all. Two world leaders playing a simple game of mine is bigger than yours and they need to stop. It’s not a game! Please stop!
To a peaceful week and less stress on the Homefront.
Cheers,
H

Great week

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Hot off the Press – 11th September 2017

Published September 11, 2017 by helentastic67

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The week started cold and wet as I predicted being the start of Spring in Melbourne.

Once again, with Young John still away in Greece and the NDIS not catering to transport needs I cancelled my one appointment of Osteo and had a long weekend.

So, no big numbers on the pedometer to brag about, big fat nothing. Have been perfecting the panini press sandwiches of late. Generally, have one a week and while I’ve been attempting to be healthy and not put on too much butter a few weeks ago I was a bit more liberal when applying the yellow stuff. Winner! Winner! Chicken Dinner! Golden brown worked a treat. Actual ingredients I’ve been going with are ham or salami, a few cherry tomatoes, Tuscan mix and/or marinated mushrooms and some sliced cheese. And I favour a nice light rye bread.

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Monday evening, I made it to the kitchen and in true Helen form I smashed out all my chores in a short period of time single-handed. Made the mash potato and steamed veggies to go with my dinner, put together the vegetarian lasagne for a friend and her two sons. Against my better judgement that it doesn’t have meat in it but what can I do? Unpacked and repacked my bench top dishwasher at the same time.

Vege Lasagna

Tuesday, another cold/wet day and I had to prompt my agency that my carer had not arrived.

Cold and wet

I love that my main agency doesn’t have the staff so outsourced to another agency. The message came back that the carer was running behind with another client but when the carer was here she confessed she had slept in. Deep breathe, bah-hum-bug!

My friend arrived in time to collect me and we went to see a film.

We saw Girls trip, which was hilarious. It was early afternoon and surprisingly only about 10 people in the cinema. At one point my friend wiped her eyes, as if wiping away tears. I felt a tear at the corner of my eye and my thighs were tingling. (from laughter and a sentimental moment)

Girl trip

No time for breakfast, stated I would fill up on popcorn! Stop it! Don’t wanna hear how bad corn is for me. My friend already ruined that plan for me so I ate one of those oat/nut/yoghurt bars you keep in your desk draw for those snack-times. A younger woman came in and parked herself with two huge buckets. One with popcorn, the other was blue…….I looked in her direction and my friend asked if I wanted her to go give her the lecture about corn. I snorted my response because that had been exactly what I had been thinking. I added that if she had a bucket of fairy floss she was to steal it for me and I would take the lecture for that later.

And because advocacy for people with disabilities is never done, I took the time to speak to the manager after the film as both before and after the film I visited the disabled facilities and had found no toilet paper. Ok, there was 4 squares the first time, ur it’s as good as NONE!

I explained to the manager I struggled to get into a normal toilet with my walking stick, my jacket over my arm, and my bag, because I just had to go! But people in wheelchairs don’t have that luxury.

Let’s see if it improves for the next time I’m there. Time will tell.

Finding the timing of last Fridays post rather interesting timing.

Wednesday. Standard Punchy/stubby day. Hope you read my Wednesday foodie good mental health day post? Then you know it was cold. I wore full winter layers and ended up doing 3000 steps on my left foot I could barely feel to start with. Lots of standard admin and calls to keep the balls in the air and life ticking over. And as you can see a huge shoe rubbing visit with Bella/Killer. Ok, by the time I got my phone out to snap a photo she was just happily sitting there ignoring me. I didn’t want to leave.

 

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Thursday, woke super early with pain in my right hand from the carpel tunnel. Not happy at all! Finally got back to sleep and had one of my nice carers arrive in time for me to get ready for my massage at home. I’ve not been getting to the Osteopathic or Mio/Remedial appointments so had rather a relaxing day at home.Lounge already resembling a Chinese laundry.

Chinese laundry

Have been dealing with alternative rostering issues as my regular Friday girl is taking the day off for football finals. Gggggggrrrrrr…..it’s fine as she is not a Collingwood supporter. I was given the name of her replacement and I asked to confirm that she had/has a car and can drive. Also has insurance, because some agencies don’t stipulate that their carers need all of these things in order to do the job. They rang back later in the day with a completely different name. God help me!

Friday, I knew the world had been off its axis last Friday. (The day I actually had lunch at an appropriate lunch-ish time) Today’s second carer arrived at midday, so I forewent breakfast and went straight onto lunch. Four hours with my carer to do Homecare (cleaning)shopping and some food prep, an hour or so of me sorting out my ‘chores’ and two coffees later all is right in the world for a mostly “Off-grid” weekend!

And here’s introducing Wilbur!

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Was lucky to get to squeeze in a visit to the local newsagents also. Perfect end to the week, despite a crazy cat lady practicing her German to poor Wilbur. (She is learning and has no one else to practice with) no idea what she was trying to say but Wilbur jumped down from his perch to escape. The week ended with a comfy warm bed ready for spring! Introducing my Spring doona cover. I don’t know, it just makes me happy and the simple things in life make life worth living. (OK, only a week late, better late than never, in terms of this time of year in bed-linens)

Spring Doona

 

Oh, I don’t know about anybody else but I already have my 2018 diary! I refuse to start carrying it around until at least December but again proof that I’ve a weird form of retirement! Retirement, my bottom!

My weekend the standard less the better filled only with food, TV binging and sleep exactly how I need it. Again, no film for single girl date night but plenty of TV shows to catch up on.

Sunday evening my friend Phillip arrived in time to catch up for a few hours. He lives 3.5 hours from Melbourne in the country and has to fly to Sydney for the day tomorrow. I rarely have friends come to visit so it’s ironic that one that lives so far away makes the effort to visit for a catch up even if only for a few hours. He will be gone by the crack of nothing in the morning. It’s so good having a spare room for people to stay over when in town.

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Only three comics were read this last week. That number dropped slightly on previous weeks. I think after sorting my collection a few weeks ago made me consider I might catch up by Christmas……..2020! So, I could relax on attempting to hurry and get through them. Don’t want to run out now do I?

An update from Young John and his wife Young Betty sees them not returning from Greece until at least the 23rd. So, another week dawns and I need to get to appointments this week, so I suspect I might also get a little damp. Next!

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Cheers,

H

good week

Hot off the Press – 4th September 2017

Published September 4, 2017 by helentastic67

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This week! Less chaos! Let’s go for that!

Monday, happy I got shrunk! (My fond term for seeing my psychologist!) this good humour doesn’t just come naturally you know……….

A few months back, Melbourne suffered the same fate as many cities around the world.
For security purposes big concrete bollards were put in strategic locations for our protection.
Initially, there was outrage. But in true Melbourne style. We made Art! Thankfully, the Yarn-bombing didn’t last. I do not get it…….

The powers that be were attempting to discourage rope from being creative because the bollards were only hired and would need to go back.

Back where, I ask?

So, this is Melbourne’s answer to ugly things placed in our city for our safety. Yes, it’s Lego! Yes, a tourist photobombed my photo opportunity and yes, sometimes we seem to have way too much time on our hands. But c’mon, this is Melbourne. We love our coffee, our art and our freedom to live and be safe.

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Finally got to get to the Arts Centre in the city to see my friends instillation of Handstands…….
Witches Hat

This is what Melbournians refer to as the Witches Hat! Originally it was meant to be much taller. But it’s an Icon all the same.
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Stop on the way home to post my dad his Father’s Day gift. Found a woman’s car keys and reunited her with them before she got too far. I love that when I held out my hand with her keys, all she could do was mouth out the words “thank you!” She wouldn’t have gotten far but no one likes that moment of panicking. All is right in the world.

Migraine meant an afternoon kip. I always prefer a kip than drugs to fix my migraine……..and my Wednesday trip to my Chiro.

Tuesday. No appointments out of the house. Two-hour meeting with my Case Manager then some serious never-ending admin.

Finally got to the GOT finale………
I don’t do Plot spoilers but when I give a little commentary they will not mean anything to people unfamiliar with the show but to those who watch it they will have a little smile and know exactly what I’m hinting at. Then if you do decide to watch it, you might be tempted to further understand what I’m going on about……

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“That Pie chic could go into hospitality with a difference”. (because I can never remember that character’s name). Followed by “Wolfe!” And then there was 2!

That’s it! A friend mentioned the naked chests, bare bottoms, sex and the occasional incest to which I ask “Define occasional?” And finally, Snow turned to Sand! And sadly, that is it for another season……..

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Have I mentioned I am not a patient woman?

Wednesday, you hopefully read my Wednesday foodie mental health day post? So, the food part is covered. Standard Chiro, and acupuncture then a visit with Bella. Very happy. Dropped into see Wilbur at the newsagents but he doesn’t go to work on Wednesdays! What the? Wilbur is a cat that is in residence at a newsagent in my suburb. He sleeps on a cushion on the counter and was hand raised from only 2 weeks old so they took him to work to feed him throughout the day. He languishes on the counter top or the chair behind the counter. Happily, Monday the shop keeper lifted Wilbur up onto the counter for me to give him a pat. He seems very content for complete strangers to try to be friends. So happy!

Wilbur

Thursday, what a roller coaster. While sitting on the couch in the lounge with the backdoor open, I heard a questioning meow from the kitchen. (Weird right since I don’t have a cat right now!) I gave a friendly hello and decided against getting up to investigate. It’s not the first time a cat has come all the way into my home uninvited since Jamima went to God in March. I later ventured to the kitchen to discover said cat had left me a nasty smell. (Damn it!)

Thursday
Had a nice visit from Aunty Christine for a little snack and coffee. My lunch, her afternoon tea. It’s nice to catch up on the girls I used to have here. Unfortunately, I learnt I had offended one of the girls and was heartbroken to learn we were no longer friends. Spent the rest of the day feeling sick and light-hearted. It seems I can have a case of foot and mouth disease and am not given the benefit of the doubt enough to even discuss it with me. Just sad.

Foot and mouth

Friday’s are becoming very strange days. I’m getting into a habit of eating lunch at a reasonably lunch-ish time on account of my Carer not arriving for my second shift until 2pm! Making me pose the question, Is the world off its axis? Seem to be back enjoying my time with a Carer on the Friday, despite being 20 years younger than me(constant moments of were you even born back then moments?) but a very similar humour and quick wit!

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Stocked up on medicine(coffee) and even dropped my spring doona cover to the dry cleaners to get pressed.

Happy Spring by the way!

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First of September, my peach tree is still yet to blossom but guaranteed to share a photo ASAP. Was close to the newsagents where Wilbur languishes his day away on the counter so got a drop-in visit. I’m really appreciating the neighbourhood cats. Not the black and white number that thinks he can spray my territory. Maybe it will get me through until I can relocate and get my next fur-baby.

Took the time to call my Pa as my home town made the news (for all the wrong reasons) the nursing home down the road from my father has had 7 fatalities from the Flu. Awful, isn’t it! I understand it’s common practice for the residents in nursing homes to be quarantined in their rooms when a flu epidemic hits. Meal times reduced to meals served with plastic cutlery. Very ordinary. FYI; Jack, my grandfather built that nursing home in my home town.

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My father was rather unsympathetic to my plight of not finding anything suitable or affordable to call my new home. I don’t bother unpacking everything because he just doesn’t get the big picture. He even suggested I move somewhere for a year until I can find something else that’s better.  Because I’m really not wanting to move twice. All the relocating drama! Changing all my details, unpacking, repacking, changing addresses, changing my home phone number. Hell no!

Moving house
The day ended with a meal in my slow cooker, dinner in the oven and a quiet weekend of binging TV ahead. If all goes to plan.

Saturday and Sunday very lazy as I always hope. Real Melbourne spring weather has set in. Rain, wind and Chinese laundry in my lounge room and my desire to not leave the house.

Call me crazy, but I think I’m having another long weekend. Five Joss Whedon comics moved around my home. I’m currently reading season 9 of Buffy! (as in the Vampire Slayer) yeah, and people thought it ended before that, but no it continued in comic form. Happy days for all!
Now, for another crazy week in the life of Hellonwheels.

Cheers,
H

Crazy week ahead

Hot off the Press – 28th August 2017

Published August 28, 2017 by helentastic67

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Really needing this week to be far less busy and chaotic. Noelle informed me last week’s Press Release was akin to a short story. So, let’s put out for much less chaos.

Monday dawned cold and wet so decided I’m too poor to pay for taxis to my only appointment so I reconsidered and cancelled. Had an extra day to my weekend and did some advocacy for a friend who has had the NDIS fail him so badly he has rejected the help completely. He also has no case manager and no carers. He obviously needs an advocate and a new planner from the NDIS so I’ll work on advocating for him to get those next.

Cold weather

Ironically, if I do a little advocacy for others I’m heard and they get results however when I do it for myself there is a consensus that I don’t need to be taken seriously because I just have a brain injury! Apparently, I don’t matter.

God forbid! A client is smart enough to know when I’m being given sub-standard service and wise enough to make you feel some guilt about it. One of us is being paid for living like this and it’s not me!

So, back to less chaos.

Made it to 4.30pm and decided I really did deserve a kip……….woke at 6.30, barely in time to fit in a coffee. Back to emails, which are never ending……and felt the need to give a smack down to someone in my ABI community.

Brain injury

The biggest problem with brain injury is often that as it is something we have in common we are presumed to be herded together to socialise and advocate. Not a single ABI is like another. Everyone has different funding, supports, support needs and empathy and compassion for anyone and everyone else. Housing situation, family, etc etc.

I have really stepped back from all ABI groups and last week’s art project was a rarity on my behalf. So, after attempting to explain to another in this community I eventually repeated and delivered a sharp “Go forth and multiply!” Although not as eloquently as that…….next!

FYI; False alarm in the finale of GOT. I am a week early meaning I now must wait in anticipation like everyone else. I don’t know if you are aware, however I don’t have patience for all things.

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Tuesday! myo/Remedial! So, needed that. The student worked on my back and both my arms, and when working on my left arm was surprised when my left hand flared open.

Wednesday! Remember my suggestion for needing a less dramatic week? Yeah, well……..
T, a good friend scooped me up in time to get to see what I hope will be my new home. T, helped do the application forms and after a short trip to the police station to sign a statutory declaration, a drive to the city to drop the forms straight to the real estate agent. I even did a flight of stairs! Up and down.

Appartment hunting

After my initial feedback that they had an accessibility issue, I left her by telling her if I got down the stairs my application should go to the top of the pile, if I fell? I should get the apartment! (She got my humour) As I got in the car I could feel muscles in both my legs I don’t recall ever having.
After being delivered to my fav lunch haunt and no time to smash out my foodie post, apologies. Hope you appreciated the extra well thought out /structured post? Inhaled lunch, something different ironically. Delicious pancetta quiche with side salad. And the standard medicine………..
And then off to Chiropractor!

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Quick debrief with the younger Associate Chiro on GOT! I peaked too early and binged the first six episodes of the season a whole week before the season finale, meaning I have had to wait on tender-hooks like all the other plebs! My debrief with him was had with me, wide eyed, raised eyebrows and very short statements. He smiled and agreed and then my Chiro broke it up with “C’mon! Quick back to work!” We parted ways me responding “Yes, Mum!” Humorously.

Chiropractors

Already had a migraine from the chaotic day. Tram, acupuncture. (Took out my own needles for efficiency) and off to the beauticians for a quick underarm wax! Taxi home and chores, chores and more chores. Turned out to be a great day for ducks! (it is standard end of winter/start of spring rainy season)

Thursday, now this is the ticket! Very quiet day at home. So happy, with sore legs from doing those stairs Wednesday, but still happy days!

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Friday, before lunch, had sheets on the line already! In Winter (well, practically spring in Melbourne!) Then received the hideous news, I didn’t get the apartment I applied for. Apparently, the winning applicant could take possession on Monday. While I’m yet to give notice as I can’t afford to be homeless and cannot do transitional housing. I would have scrambled to get funding to pay rent on the new place while I gave notice here. This is the 3rd place in as many months I’ve applied for that I didn’t get. My new fur-child again not here. Feeling like a loser! Had my young carer who does my shopping, homecare and food prep and had plenty of laughs to cheer me.

Friday

Huge laundry weekend and at least one decent day to get through it all. Happy to be off grid as of right now, being midnight! And looking forward to getting shrunk Monday!

Off-grid Saturday as quiet as it should be, single girl date night again spent consuming the build-up of shows on my Toppy. Princess Diana has been very well covered in recent weeks. Some shed a few tears, obviously, other distractions. No complaints at all. Just going to be a challenge to snap back into full Adult mode for Monday! It looks like I’ll be doing it with a twinge of a migraine. Super!

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Only managed to read three comics last week, believe there is another Joss Whedon comic to add to my shopping list. That being Dollhouse. I’m sure it can wait until I’m a little more caught up. I imagine comics are a more affordable medium than producing TV series that may or may not be green-lit for future seasons.

The finale of season 7 of GOT (Game of Thrones) airs tonight. I will watch it later Monday! Woe is me! I know my followers likely don’t understand the appeal of GOT so I promise one day I will attempt to explain. But not now.

GOT game over

To another stress-free week.
Cheers,
H

Stress free week

Hot off the Press – 21st August 2017

Published August 21, 2017 by helentastic67

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This week comes with an explanation, I guess. I write this post throughout the week and save it in my drafts folder in my email so I cannot miss stuff. Each day seems to bring lots of little details that are important and shouldn’t be neglected! So, enjoy.

Monday, had intended to go to the city and see a friend’s art instillation of handstands in the Arts Centre. A woman with a brain injury who is an artist and she does screen printing and a series of stickers of her doing handstands. She does her handstands to relieve stress and pain from her injuries. Having her work on display in the Arts Centre in Melbourne is an achievement in itself.
I have been trying to go see it for a month or more now and I don’t want to miss it. I try to get to all her exhibitions………..but I prefer company.

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I had put out for a carer to accompany me so I could also pick up some things in the city and have my carer carry them. My disc bulge I had surgery to in 2011 has been giving me some warning that I should avoid lifting heavy things, or light things for that matter.

One of my agencies was more concerned I would injure my carer by carrying something heavy. I don’t know what she thought I had been intending to buy. I wasn’t planning on buying bricks or anything……… They couldn’t find a carer, so I changed my mind and had a lazy day off. So much for the NDIS being Life Changing!

Tuesday! Went to the city and participated in an art project. Creating something for a projection to happen down in Warrnambool. I won’t be going but Hellonwheels will make an appearance. Yes, yes. I’ll share footage when that happens!

Warrnambool

If I were to go, watching bright flickering lights while at night would be the kind of migraine inducing thing that would not just stay at the normal level of pain I can just deal with. I don’t want to be that girl who comes home from an adventure via a hospital.

Did some walking and collected 2 of the 3 things I had needed the pack-mule for. I had to collect my 3-monthly supply of comics. Thankfully only 8 making me think I might catch up soon? What will I read then? The comics were the lightest item I was carrying.

Pack mule

Tram home and then a lengthy walk. I arrived to visit the builders down the street and called quits. Matt gave my bag a lift home and I continued much lighter still trying to get some steps on the pedometer on my phone, managed 3,500+. Not bad, right? Except, I’ve a nasty callus on the side of my left foot. I suspect caused by not having the right shoes for this AFO and being fitted by a specialist in medically approved shoes. Have I mentioned I mostly can’t feel my left foot until I hurts?
Yeah, and I wear thick socks around the house as I scuff slippers. And it hurt to walk on any surface except carpet!

Yeah, and I repeat. Not Life Changing NDIS!

Really hoping I can get a carer to get me to my Botox specialist appointment on Friday! The Botox, the hinged AFO and shoes is all related. I’m hoping my mum doesn’t need to drive a 7-hour round trip just to take me!

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By the end of this post you will know the answer to that! Finally, Tuesday. Like that isn’t enough, tore a fingernail into flesh, on my left hand. You might not recall, I can’t feel my left fingers until they hurt also? I can’t cut my own nails and I’m not allowed to have my carers do it for me. I definitely can’t afford to pay someone. Yet, I can’t not! It’s never ending!

Another Wednesday arrives and while very windy I was able to scooter and leave hellonwheels on the High Street near my usual final appointment of the day. I definitely couldn’t have made much of a dent on the pedometer. Left foot is rather painful right now. Maybe I’ll finally seem like someone should fund my new shoes!

It’s ridiculous that because it seems I’m doing everything for myself and doing OK so it seems that it’s considered sustainable and therefore don’t need help. So many things hurt tonight.
Possibly not helped by the lack of Osteo, Mio/Remedial of acupuncture the last few weeks.
Have really made excuses to not go out as much because Young John is away and I rely on him so much to get me places. (he has sent me pictures of plates of figs and such, so he’s obviously suffered greatly)

And the heavy lifting I’ve found myself doing today. I rearranged some unread comics this evening and discovered I’ve been reading them out of order. Who knew there was an order? Going to have to purchase a second storage box next time I’m at the comic shop. Can’t believe I’ve become that nerdy girl who sorts her comics. Not a terrible awful thing just don’t know how this came about.

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Midnight Wednesday night. OK, officially Thursday morning got the message loud and clear. No! More! Technology! It was all not working for me in one way or another.
I quit!

Thursday, blessed Thursday. No appointments today! Luckily, it allowed me another afternoon Kip! I seem to get my best sleep in the afternoon and then after I’m up, I feel I’m good to go for another good 20 minutes…..(just kidding) still not getting through the constant build-up on my couch that’s eternal.

Mum arrived nice and early around 9.30pm, for a fun-filled 24-36 hours.

Friday! Completely smashed it! Had my Botox follow-up with the specialist. Was last injected St Valentine’s Day, best St V’s gift ever, despite it being in my calf muscle. They think I’m ready for the catwalk. (Kidding)

Then, as we had time before my next appointment we had a hit and run visit to the Swedish warehouse. Ironic that that particular post went live on the same day!

Stocked up on some tea light candles. And rescued a few plants, as I do every time. Hot footed it to my orthotist about the nice callus that has been giving me grief. Steven informed me I have been his first client to get my AFO funded and paid for by the NDIS! (The portal that you must navigate is monumentally difficult to understand what it requires of you or if the funds have been allocated and approved: Sounds awfully like they didn’t do a very good job and don’t want to spend the money!)
Hint: Steven rang at 10pm and must have gotten a staff member who couldn’t wait to finish for the night, so told him exactly what he needed to do so he could get paid and the guy could go home. Apparently, the call centre is open until 10pm.

Steven stretched out the side of the AFO so no more callus.

Drove back home from Richmond (not me, mum) and arrived in time to inhale lunch as my carer arrived to do my homecare and take me shopping. Ben managed to get the missing filter for my coffee percolator. Mum and her coffee needs are now sorted to her standards for the future. She left within 24 hours of her arriving in her little racing car. My mum makes an amazingly simple meal when she is here and I got to enjoy it late. Chilli’s and chips with a fried piece of white fish and thyme with a fried egg.
Pedometer tells me the day totalled 4,800+. Imagine what I could do every day if I had NDIA funded medically approved extra depth shoes that cost more than a week’s rent?

Now for the never-ending battle of clearing my couch and being off-grid for Saturday at least! Starting now at 11.59pm!

Saturday dawned with the realisation that GOT season 7 was finishing on Sunday night and it meant I had to binge the whole of the first 6 episodes before Sunday night.

Game of Thrones

So single girl date night again meant TV and not a film and still unable to completely be off-grid.
Sunday, looking at my couch and it’s looking much better. No! You can’t see a picture.
Also, 5 comics were read this week. So happy days here!

Also considering to add another tally to mention each week. How many people ask me in the average week: What have you done to your arm? Seriously, if I had a dollar!

If I had a dollar

It’s, already Monday morning, try early and still not interested in going to bed.
Already considering the many things I have to do tomorrow. Might just smash out a few emails now to make a start…….
1.30am……..
Have a great week!
Cheers,
H

Have a great week

Hot off the Press – 14th August 2017

Published August 14, 2017 by helentastic67

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So, today’s Hot! Off the press is bought to you by this picture…………

 

I saw these clocks a while ago at the Swedish warehouse and figured I’ve got a big empty wall in my lounge. This would be cheaper than framing a poster from my trip around the UK and Europe in ’94.

I know I don’t have eyes in the back of my head to see said clock on my lounge wall. But semantics.

When I was in the Swedish warehouse debating with my mum if I could afford the clock, I said; “What’s that? If I carry it I can get it?”

The wall is still bare.

Monday had a use day going to the DAC I’m part of. Ok, fine! Disability Advisory Committee, as usual I end up doing a little facilitating because I have something to share and I’m able to do it in a pointed and formatted way. The meeting was actually on housing in the region particularly the needs of people on the public housing list and that in the Next 10 years over 14,000 more people are expected to settle in the area to call it their home.

Meeting

I used the example of the house that was demolished across the street from me last week. Although it’s only properties where there are more than 30 apartments that will be required to cater to people with disabilities. This is how public housing is trying to avoid the ghetto mentality of some large developments. As there will be owner/occupiers as well as investors/renters that choose to reside there. The general public are outraged the carparks at shopping centres and markets (council owned) look to be redeveloped for these purposes.

Public housing

While, I don’t love it, I get it. I might also not like to live there, I might not have a choice. One day.

From there to my Osteopath appointment and the day went smoothly from there.

My friend Michael dropped me home after an adventure to J-Car! A place I refer to as another tech-friends Temple. I still managed to pick up a few short extension cords. 1 and 2 metres. Always handy to have.

Tech support

Arrived home and Michael attempted to do a little tech support for me. I have a 5 turn-table CD player that I have not been able to use for years as I no longer have an Amp and I wasn’t prepared to sacrifice any of my other tech creature comforts. My DVD provides my surround sound. For everything else.

It should be stating, I’ve deskilled for this kind of tech requirements over the years and as I can’t afford to pay anyone I reward with coffee and muffins. Everyone wins!

After 2 hours, I suggested if he couldn’t fix it I was ok to stand up for a smacking across the bottom. Michael suggested he should have asked more questions and it was more likely to warrant a smack across the face. Not what I’d prefer but a girl can try.

Solution? Helen needs some kind of Receiver. (So, in laments terms an Amp!)

Tuesday a very lazy day again! No complaints.

Wednesday, I was on the Provo trail for food vouchers. So back to the same neighbourhood as Monday but by taxi this time. Did a great deal of walking Wednesday, making up for Tuesday. I even caught the train for about five stops. Because I didn’t get a seat and didn’t want to have to ask for one I stood for about 20 minutes on the train which was like a slow Power-Fit workout. The day ended with 6,000+ steps on the pedometer.

Just an FYI, waving your smart phone in the air or walking around inside holding the phone does not get you steps. Holding the phone to your hip while getting those last 50 steps to get over the 6,000 mark. Gold!

I hope you are all aware I do things every day to help with my depression. I really appreciate the little things in life that put a smile on my face. Because life isn’t all about doom and gloom. Hence, the little witty stories that may seem out of place and make people wonder what Hellonwheels is all about.

Depression

Thursday, got to lay low and have a lazy day at home. Much needed after my marathon effort walking on Wednesday. Again, still not complaining!

Dropped into visit Bella/Killer and no joy! Last week I got to have a moment with her when a mum came in with young children who raced over to chase her away. Will try harder this week. Still no fur-child at Helen’s………….

Cat cafe

It seems this week I’ve had a day on day off all week long. By Friday late afternoon I had a migraine and couldn’t feel much of my left side.

I seemed to barely scrape through to be off-grid on Saturday. Again, ignored my single girl date night film evening to catch up on some TV, as I’m feeling the pressure since all the TV I watch starts again in September and I’m too far behind to allow myself to catch up on movies.

Watching TV

I otherwise had a little email contact with some of my blogger colleagues. It’s rare but really nice. Most days I send or receive messages from one of my blogger friends on Messenger. These small but hugely significant contact really makes my day. As other than my carer, I have no other human contact which seems insane.

Bloggers

Phillip my friend who visited some weeks back was surprised no one reaches out to me to ask how I’m going. I do my Outreach efforts mostly on a Wednesday while out and about and he is one person I reach out to. If he doesn’t receive a text from me by Friday I hear from him. Does anyone else share this experience?

Sunday night I watched the Australian 60 minutes and it featured a story about social media Influencers. An Aussie who takes a photo of herself in a bikini every day, because apparently, it’s beach wear we all live in. A few of my fellow bloggers and I currently suffer from the ‘we are not rich enough’ scenario, for want of a better term. Ladies? Bikini a day is taken. I wonder how many out there would pay not to see me in a bikini. I don’t think I’m touching a bikini ever again… Any takers? Just a thought. And I hope you all realise I mean this in a totally non-trolling kinda way…….perhaps we are not adapting to this new potential income stream that the youngsters are on?

60 minutes

Looks like I’m starting a new week with the migraine that has been lingering since Friday. Seems it is at least my constant companion.

Should be said; I managed to read four comics this last week! Feel like doing an impersonation of the Count off Sesame Street! I can totally justify collecting my three-monthly supply of comics on my trip to the city Tuesday. I receive a discount because I do this. File under cost saving hints!

Here’s for another week!

Happy Monday

Cheers,

H

 

 

Hot off the Press – 7th August 2017

Published August 7, 2017 by helentastic67

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Hot off the Press coming to you through a week-long migraine.

Was lucky I had a 4-day weekend, Monday and Tuesday, I’ve been suffering some diary dyslexia. It’s my term for when two people are not booking the same day/date so I miss out on appointments. Monday night I was actually in bed by 11pm so this is a sign I might have been dying.
Tuesday I didn’t even have my medicine. (Coffee) as someone was due to drop over for coffee and they didn’t……..

My chiro has stopped asking what colour I want. Because I’d either say “black! Got any blacker?” Or “Give me the one that hurts the most when it comes off!” Of course, we both laugh!

Shoulder strapping

Three days later, I peel off the tape in the shower when its wet. If I’m lucky the light fuzz of hair has not grown back yet from the last time. I know, I’m not growing carpet back there but we all have light hair there. Oh, so the tape is to do the job of those muscles that don’t work. I would wear it all the time but, then the muscles would never work so its purpose is to give those muscles a break. And the muscles to my neck wont struggle so much. And maybe my migraine will give me a break as well.

You may have noticed a lack of my standard Wednesday mental health foodie post?
That was because I had company my friend Susanne. We both ordered the same thing, the Zaffaro Arancini with the side salad and a latte. I don’t often have company so it’s nice to take advantage of company and put comics and posts aside and we might eventually catch up on the backlog of my scribbling? No, probably never.

Susanna

Saturday morning, finally quit my damn email at 2am, I decided it was time to switch off the brain and single task. I have no idea who is turning up in the morning for my PC (personal Care) my carer provider is damn lucky I don’t name and shame.

2am

Several months ago, you might recall a house across from me went to auction. A two-bedroom BV.
So, yeah. There was an auction across the road 3 months ago. It was a typical 70’s wog BV (that’s Brick Veneer for people who didn’t grow up with a carpenter as a dad, a grandfather and several others) it sold for practically 1.1 million. Two mornings ago, they started ripping it down. They are fast! And at one point, the earth moved! I wondered if I should huddle in a doorway or the bath. FYI; we don’t get earthquakes or tornado’s in OZ. If that’s your thing, come on down! And today I opened my front door to see this!
Yeah! A big yellow box that it not for growing plants in.

Big Yellow Box
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Only read ‘A’ comic last week.  It all things considered…. migraine. I think I can be forgiven?
Also, I hit a blogging milestone last week! I now have 100 followers. As I convinced Susanne to follow so she wouldn’t miss any.

Single girl date night was substituted with a binge fest of a Melbourne show called, Offspring, I save up 3 episodes for an evening of pure unadulterated viewing. It’s the weird family dynamics where everyone gets way too involved in everyone’s lives. If Nina’s acting weird the extended family members want to join in to witness some crazy adventure. Best take away quote was “party pash and a poke!” Or something like that, it’s filmed on my side of town which is cool.

Offspring

Lastly, because I have been recently asked to explain my single status……..I am single because I’m fussy! And I no longer pick up roadkill! Because roadkill don’t always become decent human beings…….I shall plan better another time.

Single status
So for another busy week!
Cheers,
H

Week
And that’s it for another week.

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