Tuesday, 31 May 2011

Post It Note Tuesday 31 May 2011

I did these this morning and since then some of these issues have been resolved.  However, I thought as they were a snap shot of my brain at around 10 am this morning, I would post them.

 

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The child who hurt mine is apparently being suspended.  Not just because of this issue but others as well.  My friend has now thanked my child for involving himself and getting hurt in the process.

I have bought and taken the migraine tablet and even had a nap. Girl Child insisted she would be okay but felt it necessary to talk to me about stuff.  She WILL be at school tomorrow!

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Sunday, 29 May 2011

So while Blogger hates me…

Blogger

 

Here are a few of the comments I would have made if I had the chance:

To Deep Fried Fruit on her 600th post:

Oh no, thanks for the reminder that we will need to passport photos done soon. 

I think the reason you don't smile in passport photos is because long haul trips can be uncomfortable, tiring and you basically just want to thump people rather than smile.  (or is that just me?).

Thanks for sharing 600 days with us!

Suzi from Under the Windmills: Dear Aldi Lady

I’m happy to get you bigger cans of tuna so you can improve your aim.  I hope that they at least replaced your eggs.

Alliecat over at In a Pea Green Boat: Dobbing a Social Conundrum

Ooh, dobbing is an emotive issue. I think your commenters said pretty much everything I wanted to say,

Farmer’s Wifey wrote about her grandmother's funeral

I just wanted to say thinking of you and your family.

Silver Threads of Happiness is lost in a cloud of weariness

I want to say, so I am.  So far I have no medical reason for it and it’s doing my head in. I am so very grateful that I have been able to sleep 12.5 hours Thursday night, 14 hours Friday night and 11 last night.  But it really sucks.

Well, that is only a very small section of the things I wanted to say to you all.  Maybe this very little list has given you some new blogs to look at, and topics to think about.  I would have done more but I’m tired and need to have lunch, do the groceries and then maybe get a nap.

Until later – when hopefully blogger will like me again!

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Woe is me

This is an angsty, whiny post.  Keep this window open at your own peril!

This headache (or what may be  a migraine without an aura) has been hanging around for 10 weeks.  Tomorrow starts week 11.  And I’m sick of it!  I hate the fact that I have to take meds every day. I hate the fact that the migraine med makes me feel nauseous but isn’t enough to bang the pain on the head,  I hate that fact that I generally sleep for 9 or 10 hours a night but I’m still tired and want a nap most days.

But what pisses me off the most is that I used to have a high pain tolerance.

I managed to look after Girl Child after a caesarean on just Panadeine Forte (Paracetamol and Codeine) as the pain buster ball delivering pain relief wasn’t turned on for 2 days.   The thing was I thought I was just a wuss at the time.  It was only when they went to take the pain relief out that they realised it wasn't on at all.  Apparently I didn't complain enough to get them to check it out.

So here I am with a bloody headache that cuts through the migraine meds and the other stuff I take as well once again feeling like a loser.  I should be strong enough to beat this.  After all it’s only pain.

 

headache caricature with pills

 

Okay, whine done.  Tomorrow is another day.

Monday, 23 May 2011

Until SOMETHING us do part

So…Marriage.  Does anyone else read that word and hear it pronounced the way it’s said in the Princess Bride? Marwage? Is it even the Princess Bride?  Is it also said like that in Four Weddings and a Funeral? Right back on track.

I can’t actually remember our wedding vows but I’m guessing to death us do part was in there somewhere.  Of course death is something which ends a marriage but with the whole Arnold Schwarzenegger / Maria Shriver relationship ending made me think about what kind of things are Deal breakers ?  The whole Schwarzenegger / Shriver thing made me wonder if cheating is okay but not fathering a child? Or was it not the cheating that was an issue, it was the hiding it for so long?

Before we were married Mr E and I discussed lots of things, some of those conversations were about deal breakers.  Recently I have discovered something that I consider a deal breaker for me was not one of those things.  This deal breaker was not actually around when Mr E and I hooked up.  I was recently heard to say to Mr E. “If you keep Tweeting Masterchef I will seriously consider divorce!” That is currently the deal breaker for me.  Thankfully, the tweeting of Masterchef has stopped or at least lessened enough that I’m no longer considering sleeping in a separate room to him.

But it has also made me wonder what other things have changed during our marriage that could be considered a deal breaker.  Both Mr E. and I have gained weight during our relationship.  For some that would be considered a deal breaker, but to us it’s not.  I have recently heard of a couple who have broken up because one of them lost weight and got fit and the other has chosen not to.  I’m really hoping there is more to the story than that because for some reason that seems like a silly excuse.  But then again my objection to what I consider excessive tweeting of Masterchef may seem silly and petty to some of you as well.  I’m just hoping my newfound objection to chocolate or my  blog reading addiction isn’t enough to cause Mr E to consider divorce.

Is there anything your partner does that  drives you nuts?  Does it frustrate you enough to consider breaking up over?  What things do you do that drive your partner crazy? I mean the silly little things that you didn't expect like excessive tweeting, or an obsession with a certain colour, item or TV show?

Please tell me I’m not the only one who thinks about this kind of stuff…

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

General ramblings relating to ASD

Sorry, another ASD post.  Feel free to wander off now before I get into it. 

Here’s some nice music to help you make up your mind…

Do, do, do, do,do,do do…I have no idea what music that is, just chose your own song depending on your mood.

All good now? Let’s go.

Why is it that because Boy Child is smart that he doesn’t need or isn’t entitled to help?  Why was it when I mentioned to someone that Boy Child did NAPLAN in a room with only a few other children it was basically met with ”Why? He is smart.”

The fact that he is smart doesn’t mean that he doesn't have any issues.  Being smart doesn’t rule out social and organisational deficits.  He has a diagnosis, he has met the criteria.  Having an ASD diagnosis and being smart aren't always mutually exclusive.

And the bus ticket debacle has caused an issue in our house.  Boy Child was always dead set against the bus to get to school but until recently has been remarkably adept at catching it.   Apart from a few minor hiccups he has coped really well. Until the bus ticket was taken from him. The stress of having to pay cash every day, twice a day has caused Boy Child to again raise how much he hates the bus.  Again and again and again.

Now it’s taken until this morning to actually get the new ticket (this was the third ticket since Boy’s was taken off him last Monday – it’s been a comedy of errors), and I dropped it off to him at school during recess so he could get home okay.  Because even though he is physically capable of paying with money his anxiety was rising every single bus ride.  And this means that it’s going to take a while for his stress levels to reduce and for him to go back to his normal.

Sometimes one event can trigger a response which seems out of proportion.  When walking home from school he had a run-in of some sort with a few teenaged girls.  This then lead to Boy Child’s complete inability to go into a shop by himself. He could only go into a shop with us or Girl Child but was unable to speak to anyone.  Slowly things have improved and he will now speak in stores but still only if someone is with him.  Apparently it’s due to the anxiety that he will do something that will embarrass him.

I wonder what this the bus incident is going to trigger and how long it will last?

 

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