Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic

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,…

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…

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…

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…

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…

2.15 am. Knees awake and letting me know. Sitting in the recliner. Dog is snoring in his bed, apart from that, the house if blissfully silent. I am swathed in a blanket and have a rug I have knitted wrapped around my shoulders. It’s a bit chilly. I wonder what sun up will bring and…

I’m miserable, so miserable down on misery farm! i remember this bit of the song from my childhood. It was sung in a mocking way whenever someone in the house was down in the dumps in order to snap them out of it. Well I have been singing it to myself tonight! I had an…

On June 23rd 2016, I took possession (!) of my with me for life pacemaker. Not exactly how I expected to start my retirement but it’s kept me going so far! Post operative care included 6 weeks cardiac rehab courtesy of NSW Health. The physios there were wonderful. At that stage my now replaced knees…

Today I went for my second unescorted road trip. The weather has suddenly become more than Autumn-ly chilly but the sun is beautiful and warm making a car trip seem like snuggling into a doona! I love to drive. Sleep  has been one of my biggest challenges post operation – lack of same! I was…

Anzac Day seems to bring me a cloak of melancholy that wraps itself around me, quite comfortably and sets my mind a wandering through cloudy patches for the entire day. The Last Post has always brought me undone. The loneliness of the open notes played on the bugle, produced in a way that might be…