The Free Treats seem to be (bloody missing_) sparse, recently.
I have not been to visit you, dear Blog, and I confess I have neglected you, sorely.
I dislike blogging about the sadness and ugly bits of my life, peferring to find the 'free treats'.
It can be very difficult, when you seem to be up against the wall, and out of all 'luck'.
The 'free treats' vanish, in the dross and dilemmas of the everyday plodding along with my life.
I still enjoy smelling my freshly sun-dried washing. I still love the feel of fresh sheets on my bed.
I try to look for the small things, that can make a day. The free treats, that we least expect. Some of mine are the sudden smell of blossoms- one being my Daphne shrub's heady flowers. Now the Jasmine is blooming, and spreading it's beautiful perfume around our airspaces.
My Son had a wonderful Auction Night, arranged by his friends, in the suburb where he lived for 16 years.
It was a magic night and it raised a lot of money to support my son.
We did not attend. I was carer for my grandson, as his parents attended the Fund Raiser.
Son was too overtwhelmed and embarrased by his friends support.
My daughter and son in law attended, and were blown away by the support for Son.
He received crushing news today re his payments from Centrelink. He does not qualitify for a 'Disability Pension' because he is not deemed to have a 'disability'. As he says, what part of his amputated leg will grow back, to change his disability?
He had regressed, as far as his stump is concerned. He can no longer bear to wear his prosthetic leg, and the reason is the swelling of his stump. He was advised today, to leave the prosthetic off, and rest his stump, for a week.
It is very frightening, as he has had an Ultrasound, and no one can tell him the results, as yet. Tomorrow he goes back to see his GP, who had the Ultasound done. The 'Specialist' who handles his rehab, was not available today. He was sent a report on the Ultrasound. Tomorrow Son goes back to GP for results, and further referrals.
It seems some people get their money, and repautation, by doing nothing.
On another front, we have been searching for a small, well behaved dog for Son. We don't seem to be having much luck, and I wonder about providence, or whatever it may be called.
I have a friend wo believes in "Putting it out, in the Universe". I wonder what part of the Universe had decided to sh!t on us today.
Ah well, our lives go on, regardless, and we are just a small blip in thr greater plan, as it is said.
I will not post my usual music link. I believe it is too large, to the file of the blog...or something of the sort.
All I can think of, is Que Sera Sera, as sung by Doris Day, & I am sure noone remembers that!
I have not been to visit you, dear Blog, and I confess I have neglected you, sorely.
I dislike blogging about the sadness and ugly bits of my life, peferring to find the 'free treats'.
It can be very difficult, when you seem to be up against the wall, and out of all 'luck'.
The 'free treats' vanish, in the dross and dilemmas of the everyday plodding along with my life.
I still enjoy smelling my freshly sun-dried washing. I still love the feel of fresh sheets on my bed.
I try to look for the small things, that can make a day. The free treats, that we least expect. Some of mine are the sudden smell of blossoms- one being my Daphne shrub's heady flowers. Now the Jasmine is blooming, and spreading it's beautiful perfume around our airspaces.
My Son had a wonderful Auction Night, arranged by his friends, in the suburb where he lived for 16 years.
It was a magic night and it raised a lot of money to support my son.
We did not attend. I was carer for my grandson, as his parents attended the Fund Raiser.
Son was too overtwhelmed and embarrased by his friends support.
My daughter and son in law attended, and were blown away by the support for Son.
He received crushing news today re his payments from Centrelink. He does not qualitify for a 'Disability Pension' because he is not deemed to have a 'disability'. As he says, what part of his amputated leg will grow back, to change his disability?
He had regressed, as far as his stump is concerned. He can no longer bear to wear his prosthetic leg, and the reason is the swelling of his stump. He was advised today, to leave the prosthetic off, and rest his stump, for a week.
It is very frightening, as he has had an Ultrasound, and no one can tell him the results, as yet. Tomorrow he goes back to see his GP, who had the Ultasound done. The 'Specialist' who handles his rehab, was not available today. He was sent a report on the Ultrasound. Tomorrow Son goes back to GP for results, and further referrals.
It seems some people get their money, and repautation, by doing nothing.
On another front, we have been searching for a small, well behaved dog for Son. We don't seem to be having much luck, and I wonder about providence, or whatever it may be called.
I have a friend wo believes in "Putting it out, in the Universe". I wonder what part of the Universe had decided to sh!t on us today.
Ah well, our lives go on, regardless, and we are just a small blip in thr greater plan, as it is said.
I will not post my usual music link. I believe it is too large, to the file of the blog...or something of the sort.
All I can think of, is Que Sera Sera, as sung by Doris Day, & I am sure noone remembers that!
