Back On The Wagon.

Well readers its been a crazy week.
My poor computer has been reformatted and seems to be running ok so fingers crossed things are fixed now.
In some brief point forms I will run through the week that was…

* Started week 3 of the cold/flu/chest/throat/sinus infection that wouldn’t go away. Almost over it now thankfully.
* Was picked to take part in 612ABC radios Swapper program. I am a part of the Trim Tims (Tim Cox from the drive program) along with 12 other people. We are all trying to lose the most amount of cm’s from our waists over 12 weeks but I will go into this tomorrow night.
* I actually worked out Twitter! Yes after having an account for what seems like forever I am finally using it and getting it. Oh I am ElizabethWB if you are interested.
* Decided to go vegetarian for (at least) a week. Have been getting a lot of great information from some wonderful ladies and while I am not sure I could ever completely stop eating animal products we will certainly be cutting down and being very selective about what we eat (The Husband is more than happy with this since before me he was a vegetarian)
* I have started a daily Mount Mee photo posting. I am looking at it as a way of sharing the different views, weather, beauty and just life on the mountain. Currently its only on instagram and twitter but may possibly move it to either here or facebook depending on if people are interested.
* The chickens (well one of them) are laying daily!
* I attended the dawn service on ANZAC day on Wednesday. As always it was a moving morning, cold and beautiful.

In other news… I think I need a change, a move, something. I just dont know what.
Am feeling not at ease and not sure why. Well I lie, I know why but I dont know how to fix or change it.

So until tomorrow night….

Taken 25/04/12 Mount Mee ANZAC Day dawn service.

One of those weeks…

You know those weeks when nothing really goes right?

I started the week with back pain to rival any I have had before. Thankfully I have found a wonderful person on the mountain who did a great massage for me this alleviated slightly.

Last Saturday I was attacked by sandflies… thought I got away without having any bites (which was an insane thought since I was covered in the stupid things) wake up on Tuesday morning COVERED in bites! Then I don’t just get little itchy bites but nice big allergy things which saw me covered in creams and cold tea (don’t ask but it works)

Friday just gone saw me come down with a lovely throat infection. Thankfully I already was seeing my doctor for a lady visit (which actually everyone when did you last have your pap smear?) because I wouldn’t have been able to get in to see her otherwise. So I got to leave there with antibiotics and low self-esteem after doctors terrible bedside manner.

Then today… for the first time in ages I was going to brave the laundry under the house and put on a load etc (normally The Husband does this) so 5 steps from the bottom I go for a massive slide and end up in a scream pile on the ground. Now I can’t stay as a screaming pile on the ground because well that’s the same area where we have red belly black snakes live! So I have to try and drag my screaming pile of self into the laundry where I continue screaming (while being watched with shock looks by my cats)
After all that though the clothes did go into the wash and I managed to drag my sorry arse back up the front stairs.

Oh and lets not forget the 2 bouts of gastro I had in a week and a half before this last week (that was so so much fun!)

 

You know what though… it could have been worse.
Yes I am laying here in a great deal of pain from head to toe (must take some more tablets soon) but I am laying here and alive.
I may have had a crappy few weeks but well they are over and I have made it through.

I thought the most appropriate photos I have for this post is my Thistle shot. Something that can cause much pain is still a good thing.

Still have so many things to catch people up on from my break but they will have to wait for another time.

Where’s She Been?

Well where haven’t I been?
I feel like time has stopped but also passed me by over the last almost 2 months.
Really I have no excuse for July other than the fact that I was super busy because I decided I was going to attend my first markets with my photos. So lots of printing and playing settings etc to get the photos looking perfect.
It was after this where things started to head south.
I ended up getting what we thought was a cold. Feeling miserable and sorry for myself, I worked through some of it but then just had to stop and try to rest.
3 days worth of fevers and getting sicker quicker than expected, even with the resting.
One night during this I have woken with stomach pains and urgent need for the loo… this is where it starts.
By the time I have gotten to the loo I knew something was wrong and after screaming out to The Husband the next thing I know is that I am on the floor. Ambulance was called and I am whisked away to the ER. Severely dehydrated I am left waiting for fluids for several hours after my veins collapsed the first time. As they are taking bloods and putting in a new bag I start to freak out saying that something isn’t right.
This is when I had a seizure.
This has been the scariest of things to happen to me because I had no control whatsoever and didn’t even know what was going on. Waking up to 9 doctors and nurses in the tiny little room with me and I can’t see The Husband anywhere leads to more freaking out from me while a doctor holds me and explains what happened.
After this they get the fluids in quick smart.
Given lots of checks and apparently I am normal and fine but sent home with the instructions to hydrate and eat some food (since I hadn’t done much of either) Doctors say that the combination of my diet of no sugar/carbs at all and getting dehydrated is what lead to the seizure.
Home again and chugging down the hydralyte I decide that I will still be fine for the markets (this is Friday lunch sent home, markets are on Sunday)
Well… Sunday evening I am back in another ambulance and once again on the fluids. For some reason the heart isn’t doing so well either.
More blood tests and 3 more bags of fluid and they send me home under instructions to drink drink drink (which I was) and also to see my doctor and organise some more tests.

As we can imagine that as an anxious person at the best of time, I have been a mess of late. Sleep has been terrible and I have had a constant worry about it happening again.

It hasn’t all been bad though.
I managed to get my licence!!! I do think he just felt sorry for me but I have it and I don’t know why I put it off for so long.
I have found an amazing new doctor! She is brilliant and I have complete faith in her. She is also organising for me to see the on site psychologist in regards to my PTS and anxiety.
I have sold 4 of my photos. My sister bought the first one, there was one sold via Facebook and at the markets I sold 2 of my reject shots to my landlords!
Yesterday The Husband and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary. Well celebrated wouldn’t be the word really since I was at home and he was at work but we will be celebrating this weekend.

So that’s whats been going on.
I know no photos in this post but I must get some things done and then I will be back with a few shots from the last few months.