This may be the dumbest analogy you've ever read but it dawned on me today that managing recovery from a long-term illness is like handling a child's diet... Bear with me... My 4-year-old does not like vegetables - which 4 year old does? - and trying to get them into her diet is torturous for … Continue reading Dumb analogies
Hashimoto's Thyroiditis... The third doctor at the new centre (since the beginning, 18 months ago, she's the 6th) ran a range of blood tests which showed antibodies to my own thyroid. They were reported as in the 'normal range' which is a term I've come to know well and distrust. My T3 and T4 levels … Continue reading Diagnosis #6…or is it #7?
Being a parent gives you hard edges. With my 4 year old we're at the stage where I'm telling her off every few minutes. You almost couldn't script it better with things I never thought I'd need to say like 'don't touch that, put that down, sit up straight, don't throw that there, pick that up, I'm not … Continue reading Hard edges
Yup, I did. Well I didn't even finish cleaning it but I did more than I have done for months. Something's been bugging me since I saw the clinical psychologist last week. I had told her that when I wasn't working or looking after my child, I found it hard to relax because often things needed … Continue reading I cleaned my bathroom today
I was told by the clinical psychologist on Friday that I need a routine. That this would help, to plan in rest time, work time and time for myself. Afterwards I sat alone, pondering the word routine. Is that all? Is that how little she feels is happening in my life? That a simple routine would … Continue reading The day of rest
Sometimes you've got to work really hard to find things to congratulate yourself on during the day. Today, I set up a travel blog, something I've been wanting to do for months now. But I feel dissatisfied at the end of the day. Why? Shouldn't I congratulate myself on achieving this? Maybe it's prickling skin … Continue reading Congratulations!
For some reason as I wrote that question I heard it asked in my mind like Adele's song Hello... Somehow gives the question a seriousness as well as makes me giggle. So here I am drinking a soy flat white (half strength as I'm trying to cut down on everything it seems) after a 5 day abstinence mainly … Continue reading Soy? Is it poison?
Often when I sit down to write, words just come out and I don't censor them nor hardly do more than one re-read before I post. But like last night, looking back at the writing I realise it had nothing to do with what's actually on my mind at the moment. What's on my mind? Time. … Continue reading os
It's 8:30pm on a Friday night and I'm fatigued. I was going to write exhausted but I feel like that expression should come with strenuous activity, and I haven't done any. Let's see, what have I done this week? Said no to a promising new job because of the 4-day induction training course in Sydney. Said no … Continue reading Rambles
On Ch.7's morning show Sunrise yesterday, I watched a segment asking if giving up gluten was actually harmful for you. It featured angry coeliacs' defending their life-threatening aversion to gluten and a scientist whose words were muddled by the hosts, ending up with a story chastising people who give up gluten as jumping on the bandwagon. It's … Continue reading Everybody loves gluten