I heart Fashion

Autumn into Winter ... I love this time of year purely for the fashion. Jackets, jeans, jerseys, shirts, boots, ankle boots, ballet pumps and most importantly ... accessories. I love chunky jewellery, hats, beanies, berets, scarves and even short square, dark nails ... *happy sigh*

In other news ... I've been in hospital again. Don't ask ... long story. Not fun. Drained and I just want to get to the bottom of this. So far I've had several specialists who are just as baffled as I am. Xrays say one thing and then when they go inside, it's suddenly not there.

I have become a medical mystery. I think I am an alien.

Anyone have House's number on speed dial??

*Cough*

No Fashion Week for me. Had to forgo my front row seat. *Sob* and No EA Games Festival on Saturday. Instead, it was an injection in my bum, penicillin antibiotics, nasal spray, ginger, lemon and honey tea and lots of bed rest. It's all good because I had Denise Richards and The Kardashian's to keep me company.

My self medicating week didn't seem to work and after the severe nagging I got from the boyfriend (like: "Baby! Go to the doctor. I do not want to get sick. You're coughing on me. You're leaving your snotty tissues all over -it spreads germs, you know? and the likes), I finally went to the doctor. I swear, my doctor must think I have a crush on him. I've seen him every month now. It is so weird, I am not normally a "sickly" person but this year has been awful.

Turns out I was sitting with Bronchitis and the first stages of Pneumonia. Fun, huh?

Who knew. Sure I felt sick, but I have felt sicker with sinusitis. If I'm not better by Wednesday, guess who goes to hospital??

Fuck that.

We do not need to have 2 members of the family in hospital. Enough is enough.

We got my mom's test results. They're not good. It's not life threatening, just life debilitating. My family is unbelievably strong though and we will get through this. Power of positivity and prayer is the way to go now.

Happy Spring Day everyone! Hooray!

Madiba Magic

Ok seriously. I have had it. WTF is going on? I am eating healthily, I am exercising, I am taking vitamins, I am basically healthier than I have been in years and yet I have the flu again.
This is my third time now in the last 3 months.
WTF?
I have had enough. I am done. I don’t do sick and I am a lousy “sick person.”
I woke up with a sore throat yesterday morning and was immediately like, “Oh no, no, no, no!”
By 16h30, my joints were in agony, I felt weak, I had a head that felt like it might burst and waves of nausea that made my mouth fill up with saliva.
Awful. I sweated the fever and must have had over 12 hours of sleep. Restless sleep.
I feel a little better today and I’m pumping myself with flu/cold medication. I don’t think I can afford to take any more sick leave.
Enough is enough and I’m getting tough with my body now.

My mom was released from hospital yesterday (even though we don’t know what is wrong with her and we’re still waiting for the test results.)
On Saturday afternoon, my mom nearly choked on her tea. She was lying in her ward, when in walked Nelson Mandela and his wife with 4 body guards.
He had apparently been visiting a friend in ICU and decided to visit the ward down the corridor. The ward my mom happened to be in.
Madiba and his wife went up to my mom and said: “All the best!”
It’s quite incredible really. What are the chances of meeting Madiba in any circumstance?
I arrived to visit 10 minutes after he had left. Great.
“Blondie! You’re back to blonde. Oh I’m glad! You’re much better blonde!”
“Thanks Mom. How are you feeling?”
“Oh I am just fantastic. Guess who I met? Nelson Mandela!”
“What? Mom, have the nurses increased your medication?”
“No. He was here. He came to visit me.”
“Um...mom? Seriously. He came to visit you?”
“Uh-huh. Madiba and his lovely wife Graca Michel! Oh and she’s beautiful. She was wearing a white and navy dress suit, and her skin is beautiful. She’s really immaculate.”
“Mom! What are you talking about?”
“Madiba came to visit me. He had 4 body guards and everything. What a wonderful man. He was wobbling on his walking stick but he has such an aura and presence! It was amazing.”
“Nurse? Is my mom alright?” I start to whisper now, “She says Madiba came to visit her!”
Nurse: “Oh he did!”
“What?!?”
“Well, he came to visit a friend in ICU and visited this ward too. What an amazing thing.”
“See Blondie? Told you so! Here look at my cellphone. I took photos.”
“Good grief! How exactly did you do that? Um, sorry Madiba? Please hold on for 2 seconds while I get my phone out so I can take a photo of you!”
“Of course I did!”
“Mom! You amaze me!”

It’s my mom’s birthday today! Happy Happy Mom! I’m sure your test results will come back soon and the news will be a belated birthday present!
Love you lots!
x

Sigh

We're still waiting for the results. This makes me nervous.

I must admit though, sitting in my mom's ward is highly fascinating. There are people with all sorts of illnesses. Pneumonia, heart problems, head cases (sorry mom) and other weird and wonderful ailments.
There are about 4 elderly women. Elderly, as in 85- 92.
I feel so sorry for them. They are so frail and quite frankly they've lost their marbles (and teeth.)
This one woman wanders down the passage into the different wards looking for magazines that don't exist; she likes to sit at the edge of my mom's bed and excitedly tell us (over and over and over again) that she cannot wait for her trip to Hollywood. She's leaving tomorrow with her husband (apparently) and yet she has been booked into the ward for 2 weeks. She wants to teach my mom Bridge, but she can't remember the game.
It is the saddest thing ever. She also disappears. She goes walkies and the nurses are forced into a huge goose chase. My mom's room was right outside the nurses station and so the nurses actually moved my mom to a "younger" room so that they could put this little old lady in my mom's place, to keep an eye on her at all times.
Poor thing.

I went for a drink last night. I needed one. Um... yes...about that one.
Damn. I got home at 00h30, feeling tipsy and feeling as if my toes were going to fall off.
I needed a good night out with mates who make me wet myself in hyseria, who make me dance prono-dance moves and who are just so supportive!

I'm glad it's the weekend...oh and guess what? I'm over the brunette vibe. Tomorrow when visiting hours are over, I'm going to allow my locks to take a trip down memory lane and visit their childhood residency. Blondeville.

Have a good weekend x

My mom

Hospital's are relatively revolting. Clinical, white walls, horrible sterilizing smell and those super bright florescent lights. Horrible.
The hospital my mom is in, is surprisingly pleasant. Well as pleasant as a hospital can be.
The walls are colourful, there are beautiful paintings on the walls, there are lush pot plants (probably plastic but still) and it has no "hospital smell."

My mom is OK (well not really, but I'm not allowing myself to go anywhere near pessimism.) She cannot sit up or stand up from the procedure she went through, so I cleaned her face this morning and put a little bit of make-up on her this morning to make her feel better and feminine. Poor mom. My mom is a class act and just remarkable, really.
She has been admitted until Sunday (we hope) and has become a pin cushion with all the tests they are performing.

It is so weird to see my mom in hospital. She's weepy and worried and I'm used to her being the strong one, the maternal and nurturing one and yet my sister and I have taken on the role of being "mom" to not only my mom but to my dad too.

Thanks for your comments, dudes...I truly appreciate it! I have a family away from home - you rock! x

Hate Hospitals

My mom is in hospital for a Lumber Puncture. I keep saying Lumber Jack. The MRI/MIR (?) scans have come back and she's been admitted into hospital until Sunday. I found out at 2pm and can only see her after 7:30pm.

I'm thinking positively and staying strong for my mom and my family. I'm sure all will be great.

I don't feel like blogging a proper post right now.

Hope your Wednesday is fantabulous!