My Pride and Joy (with massacred bangs)
31 May 2009, 11:32
Permanent Link | Comments [1]Weekend in the City
17 May 2009, 18:10
Fab weekend - had our groovy ex-Tokyo (now Melbourne-based) friends Kat, Daz and Jake over for dinner on Saturday night - they crashed on our sofa bed after imbibing one too many Sidecars (me having basically no impulse control when it comes to lemon, triple sec and brandy) and introducing them to Absolute Balderdash - our absolute fave board game. They were both amazing bullshitters. We were impressed.
We dragged them out for Brunch this morning (it was really hard…) at Pearl Oyster, our new local retro cafe and this afternoon McG and I went to see Star Trek, thanks to wonderful local friends who babysat Scout. Sigh. Friends. Good.
I actually thought Star Trek was fabulous - I’m not a Trekkie at all, haven’t seen a single episode or movie, but I don’t think you needed to be a die-hard to get into it. I enjoyed it much more than I expected. It was cute, big-budget escapism and that’s what I needed today.
We haven’t done much social butterflying during the past few months as I always feel tired and can’t be bothered (nana naps taking priority), but I think I’m turning a bit of a corner in terms of being able to entertain beyond 8 pm.
Good to be back on the wagon…
Permanent Link | Comments [2]5 Years (and counting)
15 May 2009, 09:42
Ah, another milestone in the life of Kinki and McG - 5 years of marriage and we didn’t even forget this year (unlike our 2 year anniversary which we remembered a month later…)
We dined at Charcoal Grill on the Hill, a gorgeous steakhouse in Kew with steaks do die for. McG scoffed the $70 wagyu beef (medium rare) which was truly melt in your mouth, although he did confess he struggled to find that much of a difference between that and my $40 scotch fillet. Topped off with a couple of glasses of Huntley’s 2006 Shiraz (Barossa Valley) and lemon lime tart with cream. Highly recommended (but they don’t have a website and question whether they need one as they seem to have all the business they need!)
It was the first time since the aneurysm that we’ve been out for dinner just the two of us and it was wonderful to reconnect. I think the last few months have been really hard for both of us in quite different ways and I think sometimes you forget to consider what is going on for the other person, so caught up are you in your own emotional quagmire.
These are two of my fave pics from our wedding back in 2004… we had such a beautiful day…
3 months Clear
7 May 2009, 18:47
It’s been 3 months since my last confessi… erm, aneurysm.
I feel reasonably normal for someone not particularly normal. I have started driving again. I’m down to 1, maybe 2 panadeine forte a day. I’ve been back at work for 2 weeks (half-days), but not doing all that much. Talk of me needing to “settle back in” to work, which is fine, I appreciate the sentiment but I need to be productive. I need to feel like my life is back to normal and that no-one is flicking out the cotton-wool. I need to feel normal after having gone through something that is really not all that normal. That no-one should have to go through.
The only physical residue of the operation (apart from the headache) is the itchy scalp over where they made an 8 inch incision, stretched a chunk of skin back and sawed into my skull (sorry, did that come out of my mouth?) It can be maddening at night, but if that’s all that’s left of the whole experience, I’ve done very well.
I still feel tired at the end of the day and want to curl up in the foetus position and let sleep take me. I am drinking a SideCar, which makes me feel normal (if a little tipsy). I am having an argument with McG, which makes me feel normal. We are making up and I am giving my family the family cuddle we nearly didn’t have. That makes me feel normal (if a little emotional).
There are dishes to do, clothes to wash, TV to watch, the house is a mess, all NORMAL.
I have never wanted to be “normal”, but this week, that’s all that really matters…
Permanent Link | Comments [1]Already Seen
6 May 2009, 20:00
Early morning, between about 5 and 6 am, is when, should I have the misfortune of finding myself wake, I mull over odd things, often things that make me anxious or perplexed. This morning, for some reason, I started to muse about the intense episodes of deja vu I sometimes experience and whether they might be linked to the aneurysm.
A couple of times a year I have extreme deja vu “sessions” that last anywhere from half an hour to an hour. I never thought to have them “checked out” by a G.P, thinking they’d more than likely send me to a funny farm than to a radiologist (I mean, who the hell goes to the doctor for a deja vu?), but they were definitely different to the occasional fleeting deja vu that I imagine are rather common. Sometimes (but not always) they were followed by a “petit-migraine” - vision disturbances and slight headache/nausea but not the full-on migraine.
I remember the first time I experienced the prolonged deja vu - it was 1991 and I was in a friend’s car, driving from Sanctuary Cove back to Brissie after an afternoon jet skiing. I was sitting in the backseat of the car and pretty much had colourful deja vus the entire drive (which wouldn’t usually be so long, but friend had penchant for dope so journey was a stone’s throw longer than it could have been).
Interestingly (OK, interesting for me) it then occurred to me that 1991 was the year my headaches were bad enough to pack me off to a G.P, so I wonder if the combo was an early sign of the annie - they can take 20-30 years to “grow” so that could have been the year it started bulging. Deja vus are often linked to temporal lobe epilepsy and although my aneurysm was in my right frontal lobe, it still may explain the vividness of the episodes, particularly as the frontal lobe is responsible for long-term memory.
Or I may be clutching at straws - trying to put context and meaning around the last 30 odd years of my life, assuming the vessel wall weakened over time.
Guess I’ll never know. But it’s in my nature to keep on guessing.
