Sunday, May 29, 2011

Colour Me Red!

There’s a special day every day!
Sometimes, it’s hard to keep up.
Sometimes, I let the day pass me by...
...unnoticed.
But not this one...
 
Red Undies Week!
22nd – 28th of May
This is a week for Kidney Disease...
If you’re an Aussie,
Head to Lowes and buy some red undies.
Why?


53 Aussies die each day from kidney-related illness.
Kidney disease is the 10th biggest killer of Australians.
Dialysis and transplant services cost
the health system about a billion dollars a year.
Amazingly, you can lose up to 90%
of your kidney function
before you even realise that you are sick!
Sounds serious!
Better splash out and wear some red undies!
If you’re brave enough to take a
photo of yourself in your undies,
you can enter a competition. 
Just go here.
Check out more here.
This is such a “cool” National Fundraiser
that it’s even on facebook!
Like they say:
It’s time for some decent exposure!
Red Undies Everywhere!

Saturday, May 28, 2011

White Wreath Day

Over a million deaths – worldwide, each year...
Tsunami?  Earthquake?  Tornado?
No... Suicide.
Sunday the 29th of May

White Wreath Day is a day for
 families to grieve and remember, publicly. 
For some reason, suicide is shameful...
and not just for the person who couldn’t fight any more.  It’s also shameful for their families.  There’s an unspoken wonder – How could they not have known?  Why didn’t they do something?

White Wreath Day is for them.
I’m lucky in that I don’t have
much person experience with suicide.
So, I went here and read
some incredibly sad stories –
written by the people who were left behind.
Most of the stories told of long
and tiring battles with mental illness. 

Loved people suffer years of mental illness,
medications and hospitalisation
before finally surrendering. 
The stories were so similar. 

In so many cases, family members
were angry and frustrated. 

Their loved ones were often released from hospitals – without the family’s knowledge.  The families were not told of changes to medication or even notified of suicidal tendencies. 

The reason - treatment is confidential...

Families who have spent years watching a loved one battle with mental illness are excluded from assisting with treatments because of confidentiality laws.  The wealth of knowledge these families must have - and yet, they are never consulted.

Some stories told of a suicide immediately following the release from a hospital.  Groggy, disillusioned and mentally unstable people are released or sign themselves out... they leave the hospital alone.  And doesn’t that absolutely make sense?!  If we write a will, to give away our life’s treasures, we need to be of sound mind – but we can be released from hospitals after psychotic bouts and “unsuccessful” suicide attempts... and there is nothing allowing the carers to be informed.  And by carers, I mean parents and spouses, children and siblings...

Urgent changes are needed to the Confidentiality Laws to allow medical information to be given to family members caring for a mentally ill/disordered loved one. 

                                     In the words of others:
*My hope is that we stop labelling people whose mind is disordered and feelings are overwhelming because of psychological damage. Let’s start looking for causes and not just treating the effects. Let’s start looking at the relationship between sexual, physical and mental abuse and the onset of mental illness in later life.

*...but you know how people are, they are anti - anti depressants.

*The weekend Ian died, there were 3 other hangings in our area. Maybe the tragedy of suicide has to affect those in control of our health system, before they really take it seriously.

I feel for all of the people who are “left”.
I hope Confidentiality Laws can be
changed in regards to the mentally ill.
I hope White Wreath Day helps.

Friday, May 27, 2011

65 Roses


I’m 36 and I’ve got a little cold.
It’s just a little sniffle...
Bit of a headache...
It’s nothing a panadol and a good sleep won’t fix.
So, sitting here whinging about my sniffle
I’ve been reading about Cystic Fibrosis.
It’s the most common life threatening,
recessive genetic condition
affecting Aussie kids. 
Cystic Fibrosis (CF) is a recessive genetic condition. The gene involved in CF gives instructions for the cells to make a protein that controls the movement of salt in and out of cells.
This salt transport gene lies on chromosome 7. Everyone has two copies of chromosome 7 and therefore everyone has two copies of the salt transport gene. Scientists have called it the CFTR (Cystic Fibrosis Transmembrane Regulator) gene.
The disease mostly affects the lungs and pancreas, clogging them with thick, sticky mucus.  (And I’m worried about a sniffle!)  After repeated infections and blockages, there is irreversible lung damage – which results in death.  There’s no cure at the moment.
Even with today’s advances and research,
at least 30% of teenagers with CF pass away. 
When the disease was first discovered
in the 1930s, most babies
born with cystic fibrosis died.  
By the 1980s, life expectancy was 17.   
Now, it’s 37. 
Most people with the disease are
living into their thirties and forties. 
(Makes me realise how lucky I am. 
At 36, if I had cystic fibrosis,
my own future would not be very bright.)
65 Roses is a National Awareness and
Fundraising Day for cystic fibrosis. 
So, why 65 Roses? 
It’s a cool story. 
A little boy’s big sister had cystic fibrosis. 
It was a tricky name to pronounce,
so, he called it 65 roses.
Info from  here & here & here



Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Amillia's Tiny Toes

 
Some photos stay with you. 
These photos have stayed with me.

I was reading up on premature babies
and found a story about
Amillia Taylor.
These are her feet!



Amillia was born at 21 weeks gestation. 
Her mother told the doctors
that the baby was 23 weeks -
which is why they fought to save her. 
She was born by Cesarean section,
because the trauma of the birth canal
would most likely have killed her. 
At first, doctors could not find Amillia,
as she was so small
and was lying in the birth canal.



Her skin was so thin. 
It was like rice paper. 
When the doctors pulled Amillia
away from her mother,
they accidentally ripped her ear.


The human body is incredible.
How something so small can fight
and live is amazing.


By now, Amillia is a "big" girl.
She has celebrated her third birthday.



Modern medicine is just as amazing.
What an incredible world we live in!




Monday, May 23, 2011

A New Title

Six years ago,
something big happened...
It changed my life forever...
It gave me a new title...
new responsibilites...
and new ways to love life.
Six years ago,
a little girl came in to the world.


Six years ago, I became an aunty.
I knew it would be an adventure -
but I would never have guessed
how much fun I would have.
I remember one day -
this little girl had been away
for a couple of weeks. 
She was about three months old. 
I saw her again...
spoke my hellos
and she did an incredible thing.
Stumpy, little fingers reached out
and held my face.
Without words,
she told me she loved me...
she'd missed me.
What an incredible moment!

Being an aunty means I get to:
hide in cupboards
ride scooters
get hugs
slide down slippery dips
climb into cardboard box homes
give thousands of kisses
have grimy little fingers hold me
laugh at rediculous things
and be rediculous.
Being an aunty
may be the best thing I've done...
Happy Birthday, Choosey!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

สวัสดีค่ะ

Does this scare you?
Which direction did you read it in?
Left to right or right to left?


Are you intimidated by the unknown script?

 Or do you love it?
Do you love that there are
such vastly different languages in the world?
I love it!
All of those words mean "Welcome!".

I have always been fascinated by different languages.
They're so cool.
I'm lucky.
A long time ago,
I learned to read Thai...
ภาษาไทย
(Told you it was cool!)
I've been curious about languages ever since.
So, I can't let today slip by without blogging about it:

 The Day provides us with an opportunity to deepen our understanding of the values of cultural diversity and to learn to "live together" better.


I grabbed these from an assortment of webpages:



A world without different languages would be pretty dull.  Learning a new language is a great way to fight off dementia... it keeps your brain younger and more active.

Go on then...
Choose a language and get started... 
Go to youtube and listen to songs in different languages.  Keep the world a colourful place, linguistically speaking!


We can't afford to let any more languages die.
We've lost so many already.
It is estimated that more than a half of over 6,000 world languages spoken today will be replaced by dominant languages. This means that more than 3,000 languages will no longer be spoken by the end of the 21st century. The Atlas of the World's Languages in Danger (2009) shows that languages in danger of becoming extinct are found in almost every part of the world. National Geographic's Enduring Voice Project on endangered languages of the world identifies five Language Hotspots, areas where many languages are facing near extinction. These Hotspots occur in Australia, Central and Eastern Siberia and North and South America.

สวัสดีค่ะ



Sunday, May 15, 2011

For The Kids

Today is International Day Of Families,
So, it seems just right to introduce the world to my newest nephew.  He was in a rush to be here and we're waiting by for him to be strong enough to be with us all of the time.


Families are complex. 
There's always the strang aunt
and the uncle who always kissed you on the lips
when you were young. 
There's that strange sibling relationship...
constant fights and bickering
only to become absolute solidarity
whenever another party steps in to the mix.
Families are so important
and I'm so lucky that mine is so great.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

In The Dark

There's an ad. on television
which shouts at how 
"electricity prices are through the roof".

Well, this week, I will only have a small bill.
It's got nothing to do with solar panels...
I've been home - so absence isn't the reason.
I've been frugal...
I've left the television off.
My lights have been off
and I've settled in with warm candle light.

Well...  I've been made to be frugal!
The power keeps shutting off.
It's happened a couple of times now!
Around half past five, for a couple of hours....
blackout!
Today, I thought I'd get in early -
just in case!
I had garden vegetables and
home made wontons in the pan...
cooking!
The water was just heating...
blackout!
Oh well....
might be a cheese and crackers night!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

A Little Bit Rusty

  I love old stuff...



 Add a little rust to an ordinary object...


Oranges... reds and browns

And chances are
I'll love it.

Like this old shipwreck -

I love the colours.
I love the textures.



Thursday, May 5, 2011

Silver Tongued

The sound of a knock at my door
was enough to send me into a mild panic.
Even when I knew someone
was due at my house, I'd worry. 
The hour leading up to their arrival
would see me start to pace and fret.
Answering the phone
to an unknown caller was also scary...
and calling someone...
... I needed a few deep breaths
before I'd even think about doing that!

I knew that's how it was...
I thought it would always be like that.
And then, I started Toastmasters.
Last weekend, I pulled open my phone and called Optus
without even thinking about it.
Now, I'm worried about people coming to my house
only because it's not very clean!
I didn't know it was happening
but I've gotten brave!
It didn't just happen -
but, it did happen easily.
I started Toastmasters.
Every fortnight, I would stand up
and say a few words at the start of meetings.
Before I knew it, I was giving speeches.
Now, I know I will be called on for an impromptu speech.
I know people expect me
to take on roles and give speeches.

Even more, I expect it of myself.
I've been in Toastmasters for two years.
It's difficult to remember how awkward I felt...
I really do feel confident and capable...
all because of Toastmasters.

This week marks the
25th anniversary
of my Toastmasters Club.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Overcoming Bullies

I'm a teacher...
An educator of tomorrow's future.
One of my students is being teased...
laughed at...
ridiculed...
bullied.


I was told about it today.
I should do something...
But the people who are teasing her
are her parents.
This 11 year old girl
has just started doing her homework.

And... her parents are laughing at her.
They're questioning her
about her "crazy" behaviour.
She spoke of this to another teacher
who then passed it on to me.
This girl is loving Maths right now.
She gets most questions wrong...
but she no longer
copies her answers from classmates.
She's proud of her ability...
She believes in herself.
She's now ready to learn.
I'm proud of her
for rising above ridicule
and stepping out into an uncertain world,
regardless of the negativity around her.

What a brave girl!



Sunday, May 1, 2011

A Trojan Rant



So... I've been without my computer
for a couple of weeks!
Sounds simple enough...
I mean, two weeks - that's nothing!
But...
In today's technical world -
Two weeks is eons!!
I got a "trojan".
That's what they told me.
I nodded sagely.
And inside.... I shrugged with ignorance.
A trojan - they tell me,
Is like the Helen of Troy story.
Remember the horse -
an unexpected gift...
filled with an army of enemies!
I'm not too sure how I got mine...
But I didn't like it!
Someone out there sat and planned this....
they improved their design and
set out to get the best program they could.
My trojan was no accident...
someone set out to steal my identity...
... to steal my money.
Nasty!
And, while I'm ranting...
I'm sick of the spam email comments
sent to this webpage.
I can't believe that brothels
would dare to encourage my writing,
to ask for more blog posts.
I'm not interested...
Thank goodness for spam spotters.