I'm still shaking from the roller coaster of emotions that Ive had today. First up, I was feeling very crook from the chemotherapy drugs I take for the Rheumatoid Arthritis. Ive been feeling so good lately that I had forgotten to take the antagonist vitamin Folic Acid (that stops the nausea) for the past 6 weeks. Well got the message now and hoping not to fall into that trap again.
Then I had to go over to Woden for work. I was just walking back to get the bus back to Tuggeranong and this bloke walked up to me and asked me for $2. (how come every one wants $2?) Gave him the usual spiel that I don't give money but I do give food. He said he didn't want food so I asked him can I buy him a coffee. He was pretty hesitant so I started walking towards a coffee shop (stylish type one) and he quickly followed and said he'd like a Late. Luckily I had $8 left. Anyway I ordered 2 coffees and went and sat down at the table. He followed me and didn't know where to look. I launch myself in to the reasons for not giving money. I said I don't give money because money is not the problem. Its more likely not enough food or nourishing drink but the biggest problem is the problem of not enough love..... well that rocked him. He ended up telling my hes a victim of a Catholic Priest who has just been found out as a pedophile in Canberra. He explained to me that he never knows whats true coz when that Priest was doing that stuff - if someone said its daylight outside he wouldn't believe it until he walked out in to the sun to see for himself. He kept calling me Missy, even though I had introduced myself. This is a common indicator of people who have been abused. I myself didn't use peoples names until well into my 40s because I felt if I used peoples names they would have power and I couldn't risk that. So I just tried to build him up and told him he still looks young and good and that I am sure that if he really wants to he will get his life in order because I feel it that his energy can do it. When I left the coffee shop to get the bus, he called out from a long distance " Have a nice day Missy". I gave him a great big smile.
Then I checked to see if my proof was ready for printing and it was. That was exciting, however I have decided to get cream card instead of white so its going to take a little longer to print.
Off then to the Dyslexia Centre. Did a few maze drawings and Jim tested my confidence by asking me if I wanted to change things. I said no - its right. He kept on and after 6 tries gave in and said you are right, it is right. I just wanted to see when/if you would start doubting yourself. Then he gave me a problem solving sequencing test. I finished it in 30 seconds. He was blown away. He said it usually takes people about 10 minutes to work it out. I said I felt pretty damn good because Id never been able to do stuff like that before. I started getting really teary. He said he wanted to tell me something and that he wasn't just saying it to build my confidence but I am getting through all this very fast and expertly. He said people my age are not usually able to take the menial work thinking that its way below them, and I have just grabbed it with both eyes and ran with it. I was bawling. Then on my way out he stuck his head through the door and said "you made my day Kim" I said you made mine Jim.
Then I thought Id call into my mates place on the way home coz shes hurt her shoulder. I said how are you going my angel and she said have a seat its going to take awhile. Her relationship of 18 years is rocky. I was building her up and saying that she has lived through some pretty bad stuff in the past and I believe she would make the right decisions, just like she always does. Then she wanted to know if I was going to sing with her again and I said probably not for awhile because I want to learn how to read music first now the Dyslexia is on the way out. She being the dear thing she is said you'll do some lessons with me wont you and I said no. She has an Order of Australia Medal for her work in Music Education. Here's me saying no..... go figure. She kept on until I told her why I wouldn't do it with her. Amongst the snot and tears I sobbed "you will find out how dumb I am". PATHETIC!! From then on she was giving me logic and reason asking me questions rubbing my arm until I could look at her in the eyes and say yes, I will let you teach me. Check the attitude will you........ Straight away she said " when you get back from Katherine - you come and see me and I will get you a keyboard in the meantime or would you like a recorder instead? I said I would like to do recorder because they can sound beautiful and all medieval like. Right - we will get you a treble and she was on a mission. How fab is that? I don't even know what a treble is but I know its something good.
How many hurdles can a middle aged girl jump in one day? (with out twisting an ankle)
Then I had to go over to Woden for work. I was just walking back to get the bus back to Tuggeranong and this bloke walked up to me and asked me for $2. (how come every one wants $2?) Gave him the usual spiel that I don't give money but I do give food. He said he didn't want food so I asked him can I buy him a coffee. He was pretty hesitant so I started walking towards a coffee shop (stylish type one) and he quickly followed and said he'd like a Late. Luckily I had $8 left. Anyway I ordered 2 coffees and went and sat down at the table. He followed me and didn't know where to look. I launch myself in to the reasons for not giving money. I said I don't give money because money is not the problem. Its more likely not enough food or nourishing drink but the biggest problem is the problem of not enough love..... well that rocked him. He ended up telling my hes a victim of a Catholic Priest who has just been found out as a pedophile in Canberra. He explained to me that he never knows whats true coz when that Priest was doing that stuff - if someone said its daylight outside he wouldn't believe it until he walked out in to the sun to see for himself. He kept calling me Missy, even though I had introduced myself. This is a common indicator of people who have been abused. I myself didn't use peoples names until well into my 40s because I felt if I used peoples names they would have power and I couldn't risk that. So I just tried to build him up and told him he still looks young and good and that I am sure that if he really wants to he will get his life in order because I feel it that his energy can do it. When I left the coffee shop to get the bus, he called out from a long distance " Have a nice day Missy". I gave him a great big smile.
Then I checked to see if my proof was ready for printing and it was. That was exciting, however I have decided to get cream card instead of white so its going to take a little longer to print.
Off then to the Dyslexia Centre. Did a few maze drawings and Jim tested my confidence by asking me if I wanted to change things. I said no - its right. He kept on and after 6 tries gave in and said you are right, it is right. I just wanted to see when/if you would start doubting yourself. Then he gave me a problem solving sequencing test. I finished it in 30 seconds. He was blown away. He said it usually takes people about 10 minutes to work it out. I said I felt pretty damn good because Id never been able to do stuff like that before. I started getting really teary. He said he wanted to tell me something and that he wasn't just saying it to build my confidence but I am getting through all this very fast and expertly. He said people my age are not usually able to take the menial work thinking that its way below them, and I have just grabbed it with both eyes and ran with it. I was bawling. Then on my way out he stuck his head through the door and said "you made my day Kim" I said you made mine Jim.
Then I thought Id call into my mates place on the way home coz shes hurt her shoulder. I said how are you going my angel and she said have a seat its going to take awhile. Her relationship of 18 years is rocky. I was building her up and saying that she has lived through some pretty bad stuff in the past and I believe she would make the right decisions, just like she always does. Then she wanted to know if I was going to sing with her again and I said probably not for awhile because I want to learn how to read music first now the Dyslexia is on the way out. She being the dear thing she is said you'll do some lessons with me wont you and I said no. She has an Order of Australia Medal for her work in Music Education. Here's me saying no..... go figure. She kept on until I told her why I wouldn't do it with her. Amongst the snot and tears I sobbed "you will find out how dumb I am". PATHETIC!! From then on she was giving me logic and reason asking me questions rubbing my arm until I could look at her in the eyes and say yes, I will let you teach me. Check the attitude will you........ Straight away she said " when you get back from Katherine - you come and see me and I will get you a keyboard in the meantime or would you like a recorder instead? I said I would like to do recorder because they can sound beautiful and all medieval like. Right - we will get you a treble and she was on a mission. How fab is that? I don't even know what a treble is but I know its something good.
How many hurdles can a middle aged girl jump in one day? (with out twisting an ankle)
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WOW and WOW again. What an emotional awesome roller coaster of a ride that day was and I'm reading it a month in the future. Can't wait to hear you sing again - I will come to Canberra for that one. Lovey, you are not dumb and don't every say that again. Your smiles warm through the day.
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