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My bestie who fractured her spine before Christmas stood up. Obviously this was with help. She was told that if she could/did stand again it would be at least 6 months. Well Jodie is magic (in Boo’s words) because yesterday she stood 5 weeks and 3 days after the accident Smile

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Another bestie, who is a breast cancer survivor. She was given a 20% chance of being alive a year after she was diagnosed. Two and a bit years on, she’s just given birth to her first child, Charlie.

 

Moral of the story… Never lose hope, and believe in the impossible!

 

One of my best friend’s was seriously injured last week while riding her bike. She was hit by a car from behind.

She has a fractured spine, and has had some plastic surgery work on her leg. It will still be a couple of weeks, until the swelling in her spine goes down enough to know whether she will walk again.

This is my girlfriend who lives in Kuala Lumpur. I feel helpless sitting here a few hundred dollars and a 5 hour flight away. I’ve looked at the airfares… and right at this moment they’re out of my ballpark Sad smile

She lay on the roadside for 40 minutes in agony. The first ambulance that arrived had no spinal board or neck brace to move her, and NO DRUGS!

This is someone who earns her living as a personal trainer and running her own gym. She runs marathons and trains several hours a day. This is someone, who even if they walk again, will struggle with being less active.

She’s strong and she’ll fight to get back to her former self, but it will be a hard battle and a long fight.

She’s alive and that’s all that matters for now.

Her message to all of you is  bike helmets save lives

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Maybe all this falling asleep early was a warning that I was coming down with something?

I’ve got an earache and swallowing issues…

It can go two ways from here

  1. I’ll wake up in the morning and be well
  2. I’ll wake up sweating profusely during the night, drooling from the inability to swallow and I’ll know for sure I have tonsillitis.

How do I know these things? My tonsils have plagued me throughout my adult life. Because it will go either way, I usually wait it out.

The problem is that if my tonsils decide to gunk up they gunk up fast and furious. This means that for a couple of days swallowing is not a comfortable option until the antibiotics kick in. Even on super-dooper pain relief, drooling is the better option to swallowing.

So I’m off to bed and hoping that I wake up well… I’ve got a day off and don’t want to waste it wallowing in my death bed!

 

This week saw the completion of the ceiling, inclusive of the painting but excluding of the electrics!

Monday saw the cornices go up.

Tuesday saw no-one appear, which highlighted the accumulation of dust.

Wednesday saw the sanding of the ceiling which added fine, white plaster dust to the dust mix. It also saw the onset of a nasty, nasty cold congesting my sinuses beyond belief and adding razor barbs to my throat.

Thursday saw the painter come. I took the day off work but there was no couch to wallow on, and bed with an elderly tradesman in the house didn’t really appeal. I wasn’t well enough to leave the house.

IMG_0944[1]Instead I knocked over a container of Beados and bonded with the laundry floor trying to pick them up. If my brain hadn’t been fogged by the snot in my sinuses, I would have vacuumed up the bastards never to be seen again!

Friday saw me killing myself cleaning dust from the windows, the window sills, the floors and the skirtings in the lounge and dining rooms. The rest of the house remains dusty!

The electrician did not turn up this week. Although we have the lounge and dining room back there is no lighting. It means we are still eating dinner at the playroom kid’s table where digestion is hindered because your knees are up under your chin!!!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to vacuum up the rest of the bastard Beados and lie on my couch!

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