A week has passed since my last post and it's been a week of contrasts.
Right smack bang in the middle of week, Wednesday, was Australia Day, a public holiday. As usual, the weather was fine and hot and so the day was spent with family and friends around my daughter's and son-in-law's pool. Accompanying the water was yummy food and pink bubbles...no Australia Day is complete without pink bubbles...as well as fake tattoos of the Australian flag. This is in the spirit of celebrating all things Australian, you understand. It is mandatory that everyone sports a fake tattoo, placed anywhere on the body and some find the most interesting sites on which to place a tatt! It might have been a different story if the tattoos were real...
The next day, my youngest daughter posted on Facebook that she had that vital glowing and healthy look (otherwise known as sunburn). I had that look too. I think it had to do with the pink bubbles myself.
Yesterday (Friday) I had an appointment with the ophthalmologist to see if my cataracts had advanced enough to be removed. I figured it would be cheaper to do that than to keep having the lenses of my glass changed every few months. But sadly, no. I was given a script for new lenses instead. Oh well, the upside is that I can now see the road a bit more clearly when I drive...
Next month I have an appointment with a rheumatologist. Now that's a worry. One can't help thinking that rheumatitis equates to getting older. Oh wait...that's right, I am getting older...which was another event that happened during the last 10 days or so. I have officially been a pensioner for the last three years now, I have a pension card and a health care card to prove it. Anyway back to the rheumatology appointment...
A couple of months ago my left ankle became very sore and swollen overnight. This phenomenon also happened about five years ago. My first thought was gout, but an x-ray showed nothing. This time the doctor decided to do some blood tests and the rheumatology markers were raised...so he referred me to the rheumatologist. At least I get to have lunch with a friend, who works in the same medical centre...
I now go to yoga twice a week as a vacancy has come up in the Thursday morning class, much to my delight. I love yoga...especially this particular group. Our teacher is very good, the other ladies are a lot of fun (we're all of a "certain age") and the yoga stretches our minds as well as our bodies.
Jane's hand is completely healed and I passed your good wishes on to her, thank you very much. She's a fast healer, that one. We were worried she wouldn't be able to get in the pool on Wednesday, however she was able to swim and enjoy herself rather than sitting on the sidelines watching the rest of us.
We weren't able to go to the markets last week because of Jane's injured hand...she would have had trouble carrying things and she was too sore, anyway. So, tomorrow we're off. I need yoghurt, Jane needs the yummy organic sausages we buy and we are both hanging out for our weekly breakfast of Romanian pie. It's like a huge savoury pancake with bacon, feta, dill, spring onion, etc., with lemon juice squeezed over the top. We have half each and that, along with freshly brewed coffee, is our Sunday morning breakfast and it is soooo delicious! Occasionally we also buy cinnamon covered almonds, not too often, but as a treat to nibble on during the week.
29 January 2011
A week has passed since my last post and it's been a week of contrasts.
Posted by Puss-in-Boots at 7:13 am
23 January 2011
The big clean up of our city and surrounds is well and truly underway with thousand of volunteers from Australia as well as other countries pouring in to help. Already businesses and houses are being rebuilt, people are remaking their lives and schools will be opened tomorrow. Of course, there are exceptions with some businesses, schools and houses too bady damaged to be rebuilt or reopened immediately. However, the indomitable spirit of Australia shines through as does the sense of humour.
Some examples. A photo of our very swollen and swiftly flowing river showed a sign which said, "Missing since Monday, three goldfish." Another showed a flooded street and a notice announcing, "Caution. Wet surface", and still yet another example of the Aussie sense of humour. Someone had piled all their damaged and broken belongings on the median strip to await council pick up, with a notice, "Garage Sale". There were a lot more examples of humour in the face of adversity which goes to show that laughter is never far away and we really needed some light relief.
Posted by Puss-in-Boots at 7:29 am
13 January 2011
For graphic videos and pictures of Brisbane during the flood, click this link.
It's distressing to see our beautiful city so devastated. No power, domestic water supply threatened, limited transport and food shortages are just some of the things already being experienced. We have been asked to conserve water as one of the supply stations has been damaged. There is raw sewerage floating through the streets and the threat of E. coli is very real.
The State Emergency Service, Police, Red Cross and thousands of volunteers are doing a fantastic job. Roughly 30,000 homes have been affected, thousands are in evacuation shelters and of course, their pets are missing or dead. It's just too much to comprehend.
The whole State will be affected by this...the Port of Brisbane is closed and supplies are going to have to be airdropped or if possible, delivered by road. The supermarket shelves are almost empty. Because of the tsunami like wave of water in the Lockyer Valley, our fresh vegetable industry is no more. The farmers can't get their stock to the abattoirs, so no meat. Wheat exports will be badly affected. We have to boil our water and then there is the very real danger of mosquito borne diseases such as Ross River fever and malaria.
I'm so proud of my family. My daughter and her husband were out all day yesterday with their truck and trailer helping people move their belongings and will be out again today and for as long as it takes. My granddaughter and her friends have registered as volunteers to work all weekend from Friday evening on, after working a full week at work.
There are some dreadful stories coming out of people trying to save others and losing their own lives. But there are uplifting stories of people risking their lives, with no thought of their own safety, to help strangers.
The one blessing at the moment is that the sun is shining, which makes it harder to get one's head around the devastation. However, one of the worst things is the stench and then the clean up. It's going to take months, possibly years, before Brisbane is returned to its former self. But Queenslanders are a tough breed and in interviews, the most common attitude is "just to start all over again, there's nothing else to do".
It's the CBD and 32 river suburbs which are the most badly affected. Brisbane is Australia's third largest city and a major port for imports to the country. Unfortunately, those container ships will have to be diverted elsewhere. Three quarters of the State of Queensland has been declared a disaster area...our Premier, Anna Bligh, although I have never been a supporter of hers, has done a fantastic job of keeping everyone updated.
I must give credit to the Queensland Police Service who, through Facebook, have kept those of us with power or fully charged batteries informed with constant updates. There are stupid morons who disseminate false information and the Police are onto those immediately, putting people at ease that the dam walls are not going to collapse and so on.
Then, of course, there are the low lifes who have been looting. What sort of mongrels are they to steal from people already devastated by this disaster? They have been caught, which is wonderful to hear, and all I can say is, what goes around comes around and in those cases, will be well deserved.
We would be grateful for your prayers for our beautiful city and the poor souls who have lost everything. Thank you.
Posted by Puss-in-Boots at 6:29 am