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The Black Hills of Dakota
Four a.m wakes me again. I have a head cold and a tickly throat. It’s hard to maintain one’s decorum when one cannot breath through one’s nose! Awake for more than an hour now. The song from the musical Calamity Jane ricochets around my head! Waking up to snippets of music is not at all…
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August 13 sets me to thinking.
I turned 67 on August 1st. I received a message from the only older sibling I have left, reminding me that 72+ is the goal. Neither of my deceased older brothers made it to 72. This presents a bit of a strange novelty to us because in the generation before us, most of them lived…
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And then I just can’t be “Mary Poppins” like about it any more!
It’s 3.36am on Mothers’ Day and I am sitting up in my pjs having just made a cup of coffee. The dog is snoring away in his bed swathed in the multicoloured blanket I knitted for him. The windows rattle a bit as the wind gives them an arctic blast and I am just about…
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Funny how the moment takes me.
My recent acquisition of a new hip reminded me of earlier experiences I have had , comparatively recently as I have acquired new body parts, firstly my trust pacemaker, secondly my new knees. I don’t do hospitals well. The beds don’t fit, the painkillers stuff up my bowels, the ever present noise and eternal lighting…
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Just because I can!
I retired two years ago. My life went from flat out like a lizard drinking to almost dead from heart disease ( self induced because of my lizard like drinking) to unbearable pain and immobility. It’s been quite a transition. But today for the first time in about 10 years I was prompted to go…
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International Grandparents’ Day
It does not surprise me that there is such a day. However I was not aware of it until I received a Facebook post on October 28th informing me that the great day was occurring on October 29th. The source of this information was a toy shop site announcing that in honour of the day,…
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That was then…..this is now….
I suppose there is not too much difference in these two pictures taken just over twelve months apart. You will notice that I have moved out of my making a statement re. the International Women’s Movement with the green and purple foils phase into my “I am not trying to disguise the fact that I…
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How far can one umbilical chord stretch?
It’s been a big day today! A sort of next generation rite of passage has transpired and as I sit here in my lounge room and time ticks on between 1.50pm and 2.00pm I feel a familiar ache. The same ache I felt when I left each one of my children with Mum to go…
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Escapades at 3.00 am
Three am seems to be the time of critical turn around for me in this post op recovery period. I wish it was a critical turn over time but unfortunately the foreign bodies lodged in my legs where my knees used to be will not allowed me to turn over in bed without pain worse…
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Anniversary coming up!
Its nearly a year since I spent a terrifying, long night struggling to breathe, feeling my heart race and hiccough, wondering if I was going to die! I had had a big few months at the start of 2016. Deciding to retire is what I called it but really it was walking my wounded self…
Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic 