Hi Em
You may not feel as if you can help much but you do - I read your posts to other people too and you have a lot to add to everyone's life and it is marvellous to be part of - really
Yes - this outbreak in Melbourne - brought down from the North Shore in NSW - is a bitter blow and I feel really uncertain about going out of the house unless I really have to atm. Some of the hot-spots are not far from where I live and I would not have been likely to go there but we never know - in fact I feel more edgy about the virus than I did in the winter.
And why not be edgy? I had to go to the IGA yesterday and a woman came in with kids and no masks and lined up right behind me - I turned and said firmly "Let's have some social distancing please" and she quickly and politely moved back with her kids - and I thanked her - yet when I moved to leave after paying for my purchase someone else was maskless right behind me. I felt as if I had to breathe whiskers out of my lungs and I was certainly glad I had a mask on. What is wrong with people?!!!
I asked my doctor about vaccinations last night - March - and we want to be careful of course - I understand this - and seeing as it's summer here we are not as vulnerable as we were in winter but still - I wanted to yell - "Don't breathe on me" and I didn't feel that bad last July
Still - although I don't have to worry about cancer I do need to have more elective surgery at some stage and who wants to be isolated? Who want's long queues for elective surgery? I did actually feel a bit impatient with the people on the news last night who wanted to come home after holidays and the borders were slammed shut. They wanted to see their families and so do I - I understand that. But I did feel sorry for the man with the disabled child who needs medication and special feeding - surely she should be able to get through the border but then - what was he thinking taking her away.
Perhaps a lot of people don't think - but it's also true that we can be honest with our feelings. Thoughtless behaviour makes it rough for everyone and I do feel really uneasy about the sitauation atm - and 61 days was wonderful - and getting to that number again will take time - 2 months -
I just pray it will stop
About our fathers - yes - I knew my father was failing - he was very frail-aged and had lost his vision and short-term memory. He was getting too much for my mother in Aged Care - I couldn't see him without her and she seemed to have an ingrained programme of chipping and chipping at me. She couldn't control herself and I now wonder if she knew what she said was painful or if anyone else heard her. So when Dad was put into a private hospital I could see him alone and then we shared a lot of thoughts and he loved to be reminded of the past - we could do that - and then he went into t nursing home and died soon after - it always seemed to me that he was a man of faith and when his time came he folded his hands and left - how wonderful was that - no fear - no struggle
I had loved him so much - and I took after his side of the family - I was so like him - even to this day - and maybe this irked my mother - but I have let that go after all these years - I like the person I am which is a good thing -
I hope your Dad lasts the distance until you can see him again - at least you can talk on the phone - I couldn't talk to Dad because my mother was always there - but it's sad for you that your mother has passed too - so I pray you see your Dad and have a really good chat with him when the time come. We don't know the day or the hour after all - and that's probably I good thing
And I like being an owl - even an old owl - I have gained a lot of wisdom through my life and a lot of it comes from my mother's mother
She worked at a house - as a companion for an old lady - and they had grounds and a groundsman and stables and Gran told me about the owls that lived there and I wanted to see them - so she took me to work with her on a grey day. The groundman took me into the stables and covered me with a hessian bag and told me to be very quiet when the mice came out to play and the owls would fly in to catch them. So I waited and the mice came out to play and the owls started to fly into the stables and I have this memory that is so precious - I was only 3 or 4 years old at the time and scared of mice - hah - I still am - but the owls - what a memory!
This old owl is happy to have a friend like you
Dec
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Help us push aside the stigma and discrimination surrounding complex mental health and change the way people talk about, and care for, mental illness.
SANE acknowledges the Traditional Owners of Country throughout Australia and recognises the continuing connection to lands, waters and communities. We pay our respect to Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures; and to Elders past and present.
SANE values diversity. We are committed to providing a safe, culturally appropriate, and inclusive service for all people, regardless of their ethnicity, faith, disability, sexuality, or gender identity.