Youch! That hurt!

Well I'm home from the hospital and recuperating, slowly!  I'm not sure if it's the steroids I've been on for about 2 years or what; but I'm exhausted! It sucks; because I had planned to walk the dog, go anywhere and everywhere! I heal very quickly; generally. But this; I'm still exhausted and it's nearly 2 weeks since my operation!

It doesn't look that much when I've had my head operated on 27 times and they shave my head and dye it pink! (I'm allergic to Iodine, so they use pink stuff) - but my God. It has been hard. I fall asleep at all hours of the day!

No... It aint my butt; it's my lower back! It just looks like another crack!  I had to laugh, my neurosurgeon, Nick Hall was smug the next day. Why? Because he said he made sure he didn't wreck my tattoo, he went through between letters! (it is old, Latin meaning "love and loyalty" - two things that are a must for me)

The upside is that although I'm exhausted, my legs feel pretty good and I'm not taking the steroids so that's a win. I'm not sure if it will get better with time, but even if it doesn't - I can live like this. I'm trying to stretch the muscles in my legs and lower back but they've been almost petrified, so I guess it will take time.

We went to see Beth Orton the other night, the Squeeze and I. In preparation I spent the whole day in bed. She was fantastic I have to say, but I had my eyes closed through most of it and only opened at the end of each song to clap. Exhausting though it was, it was worth every second of it.

I waited and waiting for her to sing "Stolen Car" which I absolutely love! It was the very last song!

Big Smoke

Never ceases to amaze me. The people! Goodbye personal space; I’m in Melbourne! At the Vic Market which is heavenly to shop food! We’ve spent about $600 so far but have I got some fabulous meat and eggs and bread! 

The freezer will be full tonight! So for the month I’m off; the Squeeze will be cooking until I am allowed to move; and I don’t intend to be in a hurry!

Let the games begin

It is down to a week until surgery. If anything happens, I hope the Squeeze comes on here and tells everyone. Perhaps he could take over; but he may lack the sarcasm required. Still, I guess it is the person writing who determines what it is.

I’m at work at the moment; I started early so I could blog but the reality of it is I’m exhausted all the time and I want to go home to bed, which I hope is due to the pain; not because of the steroids or the fact that I am now the size of a small country…  I swear you could see me from space!

 

So… As time marches forward and I count down the days, I try to live my life, but it is boring. Work. Home. With occasional dog walk in amongst it! We went out for dinner and a showthe other week (Queen music by violins and base which was beautiful) and dinner was this groovy little place that was northern Thai (which is code for damned hot, but yum!) And then we went to Melbourne to the Victoria Market and met up with a couple of kids.

Tomorrow, it will only be 6 days…

 

12 Days to Go

In 12 days I'll be in hospital, probably going under where some guy is going to take a saw to my spine...  And I'm excited!

It's Easter Saturday around here and I am pausing in cooking and cleaning to blog.  Cooking because the Squeeze's kid, wife and baby are coming to stay. Most people would be groaning at the thought, but I'm lucky. I love all my kid's partners and the Squeeze's are mine too; so that is that.

I loved my son's wife - who was a nursing sister at the hospital in ED. One night she got bashed severely and wasn't the same since then. She had a bleed on the brain and ended up killing herself - which was devastating to us all. It is a pity you don't find that stuff out until after. 

The bleed in her brain made sense to me because she has several accidents; writing two cars off. When I researched, people with brain bleeds often commit suicide. But I wonder how I didn't put it all together before and do something.

I try to remain anonymous on here, but this is a pic of my gorgeous son and his beautiful wife!

 

13 Days...

It's funny. My whole existence is focusing on this operation on my spine. I think it sounds stupid; if I was reading this I'd think this woman was stupid. But... If this stops the pain I can live a normal life! 

It's Good Friday and here I am, I don't want to go anywhere because of pain (that, and the fact I look like a balloon who doesn't give a shit how I look. That is to a point true; I couldn't care less... But if you feel awful, you look awful :(   Time enough to fix that when I get out of hospital!

I'm an exceedingly house proud, to the point where you could eat off the floors they are so clean. The garden's - same. But here I am, taking the Squeeze approach. Well, not as bad as the Squeeze, but the garden looks shabby and weed infested; unlike its pristine self!

And I'm really looking forward to being able to clean the house from roof tops to rafters! Get out side and garden! 

So... Aside from the garden and house, I'm thinking of going someplace on a holiday the last week I'm recuperating! Some place close like New Caledonia or Phuket! So now I'm going to research!