BikehikeBabe,
it does sound exhausting but I’m sure at times your life has just as busy as mine & fun
.-= Cathy in NZ´s last blog ..Not into making ‘lists’ really =-.

Thanks for filling in some of the details. Bless you!

seemed to get over most of it but was diagnosed with a post viral chronic fatigue syndrome

spent the next 15yrs travelling in that CFS maze…every symptom was pinpointed to it – the doctor had it all down to a fine art. Each visit cost $$ so pretty soon I adopted a new attitude (to my detriment as it turned out)

Something new would crop up: my stance would be to leave it a week or two and if better – must be OK. Most things subsided!

But one area that should have grabbed his attention was back in the bronchi-pneumonia time. A chest x-ray was needed and it showed a swelling where a swelling oughtn’t be! It was decided that it was part of G/Fever but 3mths later another x-ray was taken, the darn thing was still there so I was invited to the clinic. At the clinic they take ‘start-up’ things i.e. weight, peak flow, other…

The swelling turned out to be part of ‘me’ but what wasn’t followed through was last paragraph of the letter (it’s in my files) – about how I wasn’t breathing at the correct rate for my age/gender/height/weight etc!! THAT WAS A KEY

But that key didn’t get attention until one summer trip, approx 2005, to my brothers place up North. I hadn’t been breathing all that well (later learnt breathing attacks) and bro decided I needed medical help. At the time, diagnosed as chest infection but also adminstered ventolin to open airways. The practice nurse, decided after realising that I was my brothers’ sister that when I returned home I should see my doctor

I got home….made appt and promptly that night had another breathing attack! Went next day to doctor – he was astonished that I might have Asthma! Even more astonished a week later when I made no improvement AND that I had these attacks many times!

(apparently you can die from these attacks!)

I now breathe like a teenager most of the time, in an late adult body…my triggers are now (humidity) so I have to work at keeping on top of it!

According to my elderly sister, when I was a child I didn’t do well with chest infections…my elderly de’cd brother also had Asthma – but we will never know!

the rest of my health issues have to do with ‘born with stuff’ which as I have gotten older have caused me more grief – ankles and hands

I went to your blogs and especially like the banner for The Mad Penguin. It sounds as if you’re a student and working part time? I would love to know more. Curiosity is my favorite emotion.

suzen,
When we’re lucky enough to be able to choose how we spend our time we either don’t need a sabbatical or else, as Rummuser says, we’re on a permanent one. That’s hog heaven, isn’t it?

One night while getting ready for a party I suddenly felt as if I’d had enough, all in the space of a few minutes (as in, I was so excited and happy and ready to go a few minutes ago!). And it wasn’t a “I’m tired, I’m sick of this, this is it” too. I just thought, ok. Done. And changed into my pajamas. I made a no-show that night, had others stand in for me as MC for the rest of the month. Became a hermit for a few months and didn’t take calls. In that period I changed from a socializing person who knew people, took an interest in other people and introduce people to other people…to someone who doesn’t really want to have anything to do with anyone. Maybe that was me feeling like I need to move on?

I can’t explain it even now, but I wasn’t unhappy in my socialising state nor am i unhappy in my current state. I guess I didn’t completely abandon it. I still have my ‘former life’ in me. I still have no problems in crowds or being in front of people, only now I can’t be bothered to do it extensively/pursue it as I did before. For some strange reason, I feel worried as I write this. Anyway, this post made me stop and reflect…
.-= The Mad Penguin´s last blog ..Laundry in batches =-.

it’s my sanity and hobby as such!

last year, at some point, B from Disability (the co-ordinator) discovered that I was often at Uni on a Sunday and he said “Cathy you need a hobby” – by the time I had finished telling him that I was a bit involved in 2 craft organisations HE DECIDED I actually had a life outside of Uni.

Sorry, I just remembered I have another 2 voluntary jobs with the Embroiderers guild…I’m the editor of their monthly newsletter which of course is all done here at the computer. After I’ve got it all together I make a PDF and email it to a copy centre and I don’t see it again!! [hardcopy dealt by someone else] – I do however have to email it to about 30 by BCC….

My other job there is managing Treasure Island…it’s all donated goods a bit like a trading/elephant table. I’m hardly ever there but it seems to be OK!! I have a volunteer for the Tuesdays and some of the Saturdays. The Saturdays sometimes clash with the Weavers Yarn Shop…

They say here in NZ: “give a busy person a job and they will do it!” – of course, no one else wants any of the ‘jobs’ as they take some time!!!

I was just looking at the next newsletter tonight because the Feb one is in everyones’ hot hands and it’s time to delete that info and start with March – very little bit I can do before the deadline when missives arrive means less time spent fiddling with words/space stuff like that

LONG AGO…WHEN I HAD BETTER HEALTH I wasn’t involved in things like this – my hobby was going to night clubs, dance parties and that sort of thing and during the day I was self-employed as a weaver/dyer
.-= Cathy in NZ´s last blog ..Achievements + usual Opinions =-.

Cathy,
It’s still quite a bit!