Hurtful things; nasty things
Uncalled for; unnecessary
Unsayable things
I know what you truly think
About me
It hurts
Sunday 27 June 2021
Wednesday 23 June 2021
Happy Birthday in Heaven
I’m missing you today mum
I’m missing you so very much
Haven’t heard your voice mum
Haven’t felt your loving touch
Remembering your days on earth
Especially today; on your birthday
Recalling your favourites; your mirth
There’s a couple of things I have to say...
As I think about your life and your death
You were there beside me all the way
Thank you my darling for everything
You were ever the busy worker
Cooking, cleaning, making, baking
Certainly you were no shirker
Your hands were never idle...
No, not until your last days...
Happy birthday my sweet mum
Up to heaven I send my love
Miss you, send this kiss to you
Hugs for you my darling...
My angel in heaven up above!
Saturday 12 June 2021
Memories of Dulcie Margaret Hunt
Flowers from Dulcie’s garden
Roses; sweet and pure
Memories of times shared
These grow; endure
Dulcie Margaret Hunt
Born inthe Riverland; 1924
I met her in Goolwa
Simply living next door...
Dear sweet old lady
She was a pleasure to know
The best homemade sausage rolls
I ever had the pleasure to devour
A gift for a little bit of help
When she was in need too...
Delicious Anzac Biscuits
Of these we ate quite a few
For easing her burdens
Whenever we could too...
It’s funny how things happen
But this I promise you...
At Dad’s funeral in Berri
I knew Dulcie was gone too!
I don’t know how I knew
But as I picked up that sausage roll
I dedicated it to you!
I said “This is for you Dulcie!”
Shelley simply looked at me; surprised
“What? You don’t eat sausage rolls!”
Thursday 12th October 2018
A few weeks later I met Lynne Robinson
At the local shopping centre
Another neighbour from the units
She told me all about dear Dulcie
How she’d had a terrible fall
Was taken to hospital near her son
Down in Mount Gambier; South East
That’s where dear Dulcie has passed
Sometime in October 2018
Just the other day; I was thinking
About dear Dulcie again
Looked her up in Billion Graves
A site that’s free to use...
Dear Dulcie Margaret Hunt (aged 94)
Passed away on 6th October 2018
The same day as my darling dad
Something told me she was gone
When we were celebrating dad’s life
So in her honour...
I ate that sausage roll it’s true
Yes; sweet Dulcie Margaret Hunt
Rest In Peace! Here’s to you!
Tuesday 8 June 2021
Continuing the pain saga 15 May 2021
After everything else I’ve had a CT scan.
It shows osteophytes or bony growths on my spine at the spot where rib pain keeps coming back. Finally something has shown up! These bony growths impinge on my nerves when running etc.
Ankylosing Spondylitis was mentioned...
I’ve already thought of this as my ankles always used to slip out of place whilst running. You’re running along and about to put your foot down but can’t because suddenly it’s not able to take your weight. You need someone to gently pull it back into position. Not much fun! (Now I can honestly say that I don’t get this anymore...since taking up running through the sand dunes I have strengthened my ligaments and joints.)
Blood tests to check for the gene gave come back negative. Okay that’s good! I didn’t want it anyway! Lol!
Also got tested for Thalassemia. People of Mediterranean heritage have this illness. Smaller red blood corpuscles, and less of them making oxygen uptake lower and exercise difficult. Negative also!
I was running the other day... felt a bit hot, so I took off my vest. As I was running I was carrying it in my right hand and it felt awkward as I ran.
Suddenly: realisation hit me...
As mothers and women in general...
Upon which shoulder do you carry your shoulder bag? That huge bag that has to have absolutely everything except the kitchen sink...
Let me guess? On your right shoulder! Right?
I’m right handed so I carried my kids on my left hip!
Therefore baby bag and handbag etc on my right side! Isn’t it obvious? I have created this pain over the last 40 odd years of my life! Always having my heavy bag sitting on my right shoulder; creating compression on my right side!
Great! At least I know why I am experiencing this pain now!
I’ve stopped doing my 2kg weights over my head to workout my arms. I’ve stopped weights all together. Pain has not been anywhere near as bad! Still; I want to strengthen my arms and continue to lose weight...but have changed my approach!
Trying isometrics and pushups...on my knees...obviously can’t do the full plank!
Hell I’m 64 not 16! Starting off slowly!
Shelley has mentioned how good yoga is! So that’s my next option!
I’ll keep you posted!
15 May 2021
Monday 7 June 2021
Serendipity 28 April 2021
Since my darling dad passed away in October 2018...
Over the past three years I have had pain in my chest region, from the diaphragm around to the middle of my back. Sometimes so painful I’ve had to lie on my back on the floor with a heated wheat pack between my shoulders, after taking Panadol osteo. That’s the only thing that worked...
I’ve been to the emergency department twice with suspected heart problems... had all the tests; ultrasounds; xrays; stress tests etc. from the heart specialist. Had U/S of my internal organs just last week after my liver function tests were slightly elevated... all clear!
So why am I getting so much pain?
Been regularly going to a chiropractor as well...
The pain keeps coming back!
After my exercise sessions...I’m doing HIIT
High intensity interval training over short distances as I can’t do long distances because of my crook knee...I can manage short intense bursts of running through the sand dunes and when my lungs are fully expanded I have the same rib pain...
First I thought it was a stitch but now I know it’s not!
Sometimes it happens in the middle of the night and I wake up in agonising pain...
My darling daughter Shelley treated me to a girl’s day out at Endota Spa in Mawson Lakes last weekend!
Talk about serendipity!
Cassie; my masseuse for the treatment: has been through hell; a car accident; several spinal operations; lost one rib; nerve pain; on strong medications. The first person in a long time to listen and understand the pain I am going through...
Sure; the doctors have to try and find the most dangerous possibilities first...
Heart... internal organ failure etc...
But I have known it wasn’t my heart, it has always felt like my rib is pulled out of place and is pinching my nerve...
Xrays don’t show it! Ultrasounds don’t show it!
First thing Cassie said: you’ve got a pinched nerve!
At last! An answer the same as my original thoughts!
28 April 2021
The cranky old rooster
We had a cranky old rooster
When I was just a teen
He was a nasty piece of work
No niceness in between
Ever acting the total jerk
Attacking everyone you see
Especially scared little me...
Even if I carried a long stick
He was a total cranky old dick!
One day he met his match
When my sweet darling dad
Went out with intent to catch
That nasty old evil rooster
“Off with his head!” Was the cry
Relieve him of his sinful pride
Let his blasted liver be fried
Turn that pompous old rooster
With his unbearable crowing pride
Into a tasty meal...
And a measly old feather duster!
2 May 2021
Christie’s Beach Ocean Breeze 10 Mar 2016
Christie’s Beach
Ocean breeze
Gentle waves
Sunshine bright
Great swim tonight
Peaceful; serene
Ah...life’s a dream
10 March 2016
Scone Time 10 May 2021
Sooo...was watching ABC and they had “Scone Time” : Aussie chefs making scones on the Landline Program...to give to lonely old folks who live alone in their local area...
They inspired me to make some friends f my own delicious healthy version of their scones...
In a bowl
Mix 2 eggs, vanilla essence, a little milk
A few generous spoonfuls of Greek yoghurt
Cinnamon, dried sultanas, chopped dried apricots
Whole meal Self Rasing flour...
And viola...
Baked in the air fryer for about 15 minutes
Topped with my homemade apple and rhubarb compote plus more Greek yoghurt...
Add a cup of green tea
And the rest is history...yummy!
Remembering Roza Szabo 5 January 2021
Born in Hungary; 24 June 1938
Arrived in Australia; 31st January 1957
Aboard the Aurelia ( a few months before my birth)
Lived life to the full here in her new home
Returned to Hungary; 3-4 times
Passed away 28th December 2016 (aged 78)
Farewelled; 5 January 2017
(Dad’s birthday 4th January; Hughie’s on the 6th)
So we chose the 5th to say goodbye!
Still brings a tear to my eye!
Miss you my darling mum and dad!
Dad passed 6th October 2018
Into dust 25 January 2021
Time unravels into dust
Continue living; we all must
Whether it hurts the heart or no
Our loved ones we must all let go...
Surely we are all just ashes
Blowing on the summer breeze
Life goes on; memories are flashes
Pictures deep within; we try to squeeze
In as many as we can; to fill life’s void
Sepia tones on old celluloid...
Pain returns each time I dream
Makes my heart just want to scream...
Ah I know; each life does matter
Our strong hearts fracture; break; shatter...
Still; love overcomes; love does surely rule
For; though you’ve gone; I remember you...
For all those I have lost over the last few years...
25 January 2021
How things have changed 3 April 2021
Mum and dad are long gone
Tim and Nana Evelyn too
Alec is still a grumpy old shit
And I never get to see Hugh
Deb died at 51; on her birthday
Aunty Clare by Christmas 2012
Vanessa and her family are in Chile
All my grandchildren so far away...
Michael’s moved to Geelong
To make a new life for himself
Shelley and Josh in Blakeview
It’s only 2 hours up the road...
Found peace in my surroundings
As I now call Goolwa home
Enjoying all she has to offer
As we drive around; roam
Great company; much laughter
Following these amazing shores...
Got the Great Southern Ocean
The mighty Murray River too
Lake Alexandrina, Lake Albert...
The South East is always calling
Life beckons me onward
So much more living yet to do...
3rd April 2021
Paid in blood Easter 2021
Hs blood has dripped
Beneath the cross
His heart has cried
Saddened by our loss
His breath has sighed
Through cracked dry lips
His tears; salty; pure
Ahhh His death; our cure
All His pain
For our souls; He endured...
But rejoice oh fallen ones
For He will arise anon
This blessed Lamb
Our dear Lord’s Son!
Saturday 3rd April 2021
He’s leaving home 23 February 2021
He’s leaving home
On a jet plane
Qantas is the one
And soon enough
He’ll be airborne
Not long gone
Just interstate
It’s not the end
Just a little bend
In this game of life
He needs to fly
Up into blue skies
Live a little
Grow a lot...
Away from the security
Of my apron strings
See what life will bring
Over new horizons...
Tuesday 23 February 2021
I’m back!
I’ve been away a while
Kinda lost my smile
My dear mum and dad
Have passed; been sad
I apologise for my lack
In not keeping things on track
Please accept my apologies
Given time to grieve...
I will do my utmost; my very best
To get my site up to the test
Thank you all for understanding
I will strive to write again
May God bless you all my friends
I pray this makes amends...
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