About 15 yrs ago I was playing with my cat and I fell over and fucked my lower back / hip.. 2 yrs ago I fell off my bike and I could feel it almost unfucked my back (counter intuitive, but it rearranged something). Then.. when swimming in the ocean a few times straight after it felt like something had really changed.
Had a big stretch and there was an almighty 'clunk'.. something popped back in. It was extremely satisfying. Woke up to zero (0!) back pain. I've been dreaming of that 'clunk' ever since even though the back / hip was all good.
It's 2am, I should be sleeping, and all I can think about is how absolutely awesome it would be to drive or work on one of the super long distance trains, like the ones across the nullabor or up north. I mean, probably not that awesome for most normal people, but I love trains, love being in the middle of nowhere, and hate people. Going on a 40 hour train ride through actual nowhere is genuinely a dream
Corn & zucchini fritters, served with salad and mint yoghurt dressing. I made enough to feed a small army, so the freezer will be filled with many future fritters too.
Just used a Container Deposit Scheme machine for the first time, easy and fast to use, quite fun actually. I got $7 back and now there's less to go in our home recycling.
Just caught the neighbours' cat using butters' kitty litter that is not on my fren.. quite literally casually came in and took a shit.. that's not on my little fren I'm not standing for it and nor would bboi.
Yeah, I'm pretty tough and try not to complain but this pain is debilitating. It has been for a very long time. It's been slowly and steadily worsening to the point I'm not really able to eat anymore, am in pain everyday like my guts are eating themselves and have gone from being borderline impacted at most times to constantly having the runs for no reason. Mostly bedbound at this point and the things I can do are severely diminished. This isn't even my main fucking disability. I am medically complex.
I've been seeking help for at least 15 years, closer to 20 now. I've taken the meds that are supposed to dull the pain. Had all the tests. I've done the liquid medical diets. Have admitted myself to emergency department repeatedly in the past, and have had drs/specialists be pretty rude and indifferent about it, telling me it's psychosomatic, or dismissing me as a drug seeker. I've been denied more tests by the gastroenterologists despite the last ones being 6 years ago and an important one being unsuccessful. Seeking a second opinion got me charged out the nose and handballed back. I've also been denied a J tube that would feed me abdominally.
This is unfortunately a common experience for chronically ill/chronic pain patients. But I'm going to have another crack at the hospital merry go round on Monday and hoping that having someone to back me up helps. Unfortunately Melbcat will have to go into temporary foster care which is so hard for me. (I can't explain to her what's happening, tell her not to be scared or reassure her that I'm coming back. And a run of bad luck means we weren't even able to get her to her vet appointment yet. Every single time we line one up something happens and it falls through.)
But this chronic severe pain and inability to eat is debilitating, it has been for a long time, and without being dramatic it is genuinely making me consider ending my life if it can't be controlled. I can't just keep doing this anymore.
I'm not expecting much though. The most likely outcome is waiting hours in the emergency department, experiencing more annoyed dismissive treatment, doing another round of tests just to find nothing, and going right back to trying to cope with and cover up the pain. Probably will have to come back here and tell you guys that nothing has been found or has changed.
I would undergo surgery if it would help but unfortunately it's high risk for poor results.
This is the disability/chronic pain experience I'm afraid, at least as a poor/public hospital patient. You eventually go in the too hard basket and start getting blamed. I don't know where to go to from here. There's a lot I want to live for but it's getting so bad that if it wasn't for Melbcat I would already have done it.
Ps. Please don't offer me suicide helplines. They're actually quite terrible.
Covid got me. Luckily even milder than last time, couple of days of a blocked nose and a bit of fatigue but thats it. Just really want to leave the house!!!!
My vacuum cleaner repair held and I have now finished the vacuuming. Miss Meow turned herself into Missing Meow for the duration, and is now demanding extra lap time and pats to make up for the trauma.
Wildlife Update: I’m located under a bat flight path. They are currently travelling North to feed. The bats return home around 0515. My guess is they live around Yarra Bend Park.🦇🦇🦇
Startrack, I hate you with every fibre of my being! Watched the little delivery person literally reach out their car window and put the "missed delivery" card in my mail box before speeding off when they saw me come out.
Finally back home after 104km of driving round town. I forgot how tiring this can get. Missed all the excitement of the m1 bullshit thankfully. But it was nice not being on my phone all day..
new dishwasher day. Thank god. I didnt realize how much we relied on it. We're washing the big stuff by hand, but given limited drying space (and the fact that the dishwasher died with a full load of dirty dishes) it feels like we're never gonna catch up.
Whyyy do cafes insist on serving milk for tea in those useless milk "jugs" that don't have a pouring lip? They spill every time. Because they don't have a pouring lip and aren't designed to pour stuff.
Butcher bird singing outside my window. They have such a lovely whistle tone. Noisy miners are not happy about it, the brave ones are attempting some screeching and swooping to dislodge the visitor, but from a safe distance so are not having much luck thus far. Suburban bird drama.
Me: Does this bus have any suspension or is Bell Street Coburg bumpy as? Or is the driver kerb running?
My bottom: same guy different haircut
Edit: speaking of bottom, someone put a curved piece of glass on one of the bus seats for someone to sit on. I removed it for safe disposal. Fuck that person.
My little back garden has turned into a bit of a nursery, and as a result, there are a few young children screaming about the independence that's being forced upon them. There's also quite a few looking a little wet and upset by the current downpour, so I have propped the table tarp up a little so they may shelter.
Surely it's a good omen where despite unsurprisingly waking up late from sleeping at 2am in the morning, the tram arrives exactly as you're walking to your stop - so I'll only be 10 minutes late to get me carshare. And then! Let the driving begin!
Spent most of today dealing with Cennalink one way or another - it seems receiving $ from the sale of something you inherited breaks the system's brain. facepalm.
Anyway I have an appointment in a fortnight and I have to go in with All The Documents.
I have just discovered the altitude slider on the windy.com wind display - goes up to 13.5 km. Whoowee! Would not want to be in a plane over NSW right now.