More on Mir

Wednesday night to the vets - another abscess, not as bad as the one just two months back but deep. Took her in Thursday morning, 4 stitches, another blasted drain and an another even more blasted plastic collar. By today she can't understand why she can't have the colloar off-she feels fine! Drain is dry and has been since Friday night. She keeps licking the inside of the plastic collar which makes the most awful noise. Getting some of the antibiotics into her but for heaven's sake - they are bright pink pills! Why not a liquid or meat flavoured? Have spent the weekend making the backyard into a cat run - time will tell if I am successful or not. I can already see one place she could get out and will have to fix that next week. I have never had this type of trouble with any other cat I have owned in my whole life. I wonder what it is that makes what-ever-it-is attacking Mir want to attack her?

Life continues still

Mir has a cut or scratch on her back leg, will have to get her into see the vet in the next couple of days, no letting the wound go septic this time. Had to have the back section of the exhaust system on the car replaced today - he was sounding like a jet engine. I have all the books (I think) in the one room now so I suppose I can officially call it a library now. Should start selling on ebay as soon as I can - get that camera out KRin and get going

Observations on life

Two young people were begging on the train this morning, asking everyone for change. It was quite sad and faintly annoying. No-one seemed to give them anything.

Mad old women over the road was watering her nasty, common-as-much flowers yesterday morning. It had rained the night before.

Local mad women came past yesterday morning as I was packing the car to go the tip. She was dragging along two dead plants (well, they looked dead to me). I do try and avoid her as she talks AT you, not TO you.

Was channel surfing last night, came across a program on a teen weight reduction camp in the US. First thing to strike me as odd was the fact that the counsellors searched the childrens belonging while they were at a concert - very much an invasion of privacy I would have thought. Secondly, the weight reduction scheme all just seemed to be playing sport all day. Where was the emotional counselling?The nutrition advice? At least they didn't weight these poor kids out in the open for all to see!

Sad sight of the day

A teenage girl begging in the train. Her speech seemed slured. I had seen the same girl yesterday screeching at someone on the stairs yesterday in Box Hill. Don't think anyone gave her anything. Very sad.

Blaming genetics again

I had my appointment today at the Orthotics in the Box Hill Hospital outpatients. This had made me laught when I got the notification of this appointment back in October last year. I feel strange going to the hospital for the first time since Ian's passed away - I don't really count the time I went into emergency there and had some morphine and drifted the day away.

Apparently, my ankle damage is only usually seen in athletes, and for those of you who know me, you will know thats is the last thing I would ever be. I just expected to be sent away and told to put up with the pain. Oh no, that isn't what is happening at all. Firstly, I have to have an MRI on both ankle - these have to be booked a day apart as Medicare doesn't let here be two such scans in one day. Then I go back to outpatients to see the surgeon again. Meantime, I take my old shoe inserts off a place in Ringwood where they will assess if they can use them for this new condition (the old ones were made ofr a heel spur many years ago). Also I have very tight calf muscles which is genetic - thanks again Mum and Dad. High blood pressure and being short sighted obviously wasn't enough! I am supposed to book for physiotherapy but I'll wait and see on that.

So, rats really.

Interesting sight of the day

A gentleman in a shirt and tie, backpack on his back, clutching an Elmo doll by the neck, upsidedown, held close to his body. His expression said "don't ask me about this...". I didn't.

Train broken down near East Camberwell this morning. Chaos on the train system. Of course, there was, it's the first day back for school children after the holidays. This is becoming a habit Connex...

Life continues...

Had a flu shot at work on Friday, arm still aches and I have a lovely big, red lump. A little suffering rather than get a dose of the flu is fine by me. I have cleaned up the yard after the storm on Wednesday, many, many bags of leaves and sticks. Have a small terrace in the back yard now, just need the soil to settle again and I can get on with some planting. Garden seat - made with only things I had in the garage - is painted. Need it to dry then add the roof (table top) and metal shelf ($2.50 from IKEA the other day) and I will have a nice spot to sit in the back yard. I feel virtuous as I also managed to fix the kitchen floor and lay a new new tiles down as well.

Melbourne's Wild Weather

I was caught in the train chaos, like thousands of other people. It took me 4 hours to get home. Finally caught a tram going the other way out of the city, changed to a tram going back into the city so I could get a seat. At Box Hill was able to catch the local bus, although this was held up by every person getting on asking the driver if he stopped at so-and-so street and an elderly gentleman arguing with the driver as he wasn't going the way he wanted him to go. Hopefully the total collapse of the train system will prompt the government or Connex to develop some sort of emergency plan for the next time this sort of thing happens.

Still have no landline or internet connection at home, this could take a few more days to fix.

Yard full of leaves but no major tree damage. Fella up the road has a tree take out his front fence. Blackburn Station Street shops had no power for about 36 hours. Some place in the city still out and it could be a week before the power is back.

Today's Idiots

This morning, about 7am, when it was still dark, two ladies power walking. One was dressed in black. They were on the road. Just lucky I suppose no-one was actually driving along the road and failed to see them! Natural selection at work.