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I’d like my walking frame in green thanks.

While I don’t like to conform, I think that a 2013 round up post is in order. It’s been a very crappy year, and feel you all need to hear why I’ve been a bit hard to find or get to do anything, or just be anything really.  I’m not quite sure how to lay it all out, an outright tally of the ugly would be an absolute bummer to read, but hey that what most blogging is about? Drama ;)  Although it could be cathartic to unload, out there to the cyberworld. Certainly cheaper than therapy. From what I hear 2013 has been a pretty crappy year for most people I know, and just when one shit event is done with another one comes along.  Karma it seems, has taken the year off.

We all have our crap threshold. However big or small, we all have limits. There is only so much a person can take before they crack  it. I have lost count of how many times this year I wanted to chuck an Eric Cartman, “screw you guys I’m going home”.

Flash back to February when I got the up the notion of obtaining some part time employment, I decided I wanted to be a firefighter. I lost a pot load of weight and got fit, and I got the job.  Dropped a ladder on my head during an assessment, and found out that I have neck bones that will no longer take a beating.  Bugger.  Back on went the weight while I tried to rest it, yeah even the doctor laughed at that idea of me ‘resting’.

Meanwhile I was working on the assessment stuff for our latest autistic addition, the paperwork just gets bigger and bigger as the years go by. I think I spent at six months sorting his stuff out alone. For our very first diagnosis we got one report and that was it, I miss the days when a paediatricians word was good enough.  Also had to get the Future Dark Overlord reassessed so he could keep his place at school.  I really need a PA just to keep a handle on all these assessments and reports for me.  It’s been a busy damn year for kid corro that’s for sure.

And then my doggies died.   Followed by a rather spectacular car smash, in which my mum and eldest son sustained head injuries and end up airlifted in different directions. Thankfully they pulled up ok, the car didn’t and mum learnt a valuable lesson about the insurance (that she really should have had some!).

The much narrower Ford

We carried on. We kept seeking out the good stuff. Taking the kids camping and looking for the fun stuff. As far as the kids are concerned this has been a rocking year, thank god the parental smoke screen is holding.  We even adopted another dog, a Greyhuahua (which is totally a real duel breed name).

And then I got sick.  Really sick with an antibiotic resistant infection, after being treated with the biggest anti’b tablets you’ll ever see I slowly got better.  But, and you saw that big ol’ but coming didn’t you, the treatment damaged my hearing permanently.   So before I turn 40 I’m wearing hearing aides, yes that deaf.  I knew I was having trouble hearing the kids, but I thought that was only because they all have to talk at once.  Interesting side note here is my audiologist can download the levels of noise I am exposed to while wearing them, she said she has never seen any patient with so much everyday noise. She no longer scolds me for not wearing them as much as I should.

In the background leg work for my autie kids continued.  Never ending and always keeping me busy, how did I think I was going to have time to do a job?!  I don’t think I can adequately convey just how much ‘stuff’ my kids generated this year, it was almost overwhelming.

We decided we needed to relax, the worst was over right?  And we went over to the coast and one day we had fish and chips at our favourite take away.  When I had an allergic reaction to fish. Having never reacted to it before, I was unprepared but lived to tell the tale.  Remember the big ass antibiotics?  Turns out they’ve messed with my bodies ability to process histamines and a whole bag of other really awesome foods.  Suddenly I can’t eat a lot of things. So I now have an audiologist and an immunologist. Uh huh.  But it was this or kidney failure, so you know…

Just today I bought myself some glucosamine for the arthritic joints, and made a mental note of what colour walking frame I’d like. A green one in case you’re wondering, it would’ve been red but that colour just gives way to the expectation that I can go faster and you and I both know with my luck I’ll have a hip replacement next year.

As a sense of normal finally seemed to settle on the house our eldest autie boy decided to spice things up with a seizure. A big one. So big his heart stopped. We are racking up the frequent flyer miles in the careflight helicopters.

Getting ready for his airlift. Poor Tom.

The pilot remembered us from the last trip, he didn’t even have to tell me how to work my headset. This time I kept my phone handy to take some aerial shots, as you do.

 

It had been a year exactly since he’d had one, so I’m not booking anything for this coming september just in case its a seasonal thing ;)   It took about a month to get him back on track and we are continuing to treat it as a seizure disorder.

We got home from the hospital just in time for the Husband to fly out to Vietnam, as it is his turn for a holiday this year.  Probably a good thing it was his turn, because I’m pretty sure had I had some plane tickets, you may not have seen me on these shores again for some time.  But things did settle, aside from the usual chaos, and we set off on holiday to celebrate fifteen years married. Rented ourselves a flash beach house at Narooma, and quite probably had the best time we’ve had all year, even if we did take all the children ;)

We saw a seal colony for the first time at Narooma. Loved it!

The very next day after we get home, I had a head on car smash with a lady who had decided to drive off her face on drugs, past a school.  Probably a good thing she ran into to me really, but still I really didn’t need my new car written off or my shoulder all hurty.

MY BABY!!!!

While the car was insured and replaceable, we encountered untold drama getting the paperwork sorted.  If something could be sent in the wrong direction, it would be. But the biggest drama was our autie kids dealing with the car being gone, I didn’t expect them to cry for days about it.  In the middle of all this drama, the Husband received an award for Life Saving from the Governor General, and we’re all just a little bit proud of that. And my eldest made it through his first lot of army training and is now an official soldier, I’m very happy he is such a together kid who reminds me everyday just how old I am getting.

My big boy :)

A month on we finally have cars in the driveway and money back in the bank, a very trying christmas looked to be on the cards.  However the one intelligent thing I did this year was lay-by the kids christmas gifts in March, Ms Santa came to one and all.  Even if she did get the parcels in the post a little late ;)

Our crowd, sans my eldest.

Now here we are it’s new years eve, the end of this yucky ass year, but we’re still all here!  I have expectations of 2014, and while they say expectation is the root of all disappointment, we all need to have something to hope for right? Even if it’s just for the year to be a none event.  So if the apocalypse could just hold out until 2015 that’d be great, I’ll be too tired to deal with it next year.

I’ll leave you all with this quote from Doctor Who to end the year on.  I think it fits us nicely.  Thank you all for reading this far, and to those of you who have supported us this year we thank you xxx

I'm sorry I don't know who to credit for this, please let me know if it's you're fabulous drawing.

It hasn’t been all bad, just bad enough to keep us too busy ;)

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I take it back.

So after my ranty post about not finding a pooch, a couple people went above and beyond to find me a dog.  And with a sincere and heartfelt thank you to these people, I introduce you all to Dobby (the house dog).

So named due to his resemblance to a certain house elf :)

So named due to his resemblance to a certain house elf.

Dobby has been part of the family for a month now, and it seems like he was always here. I woke this morning to find him sleeping on my head, it seems he may be part cat.  Dobby came from the newly founded WOOF rescue, who were willing to give our crazy bunch a chance to give this little guy a home.

Thanks again, faith and good will restored :)

 

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Disenchanted.

We have started checking out the adoption listings for a new pooch. However this time we are finding that the rescue groups are making it VERY difficult to find a dog, and I’m starting to appreciate why people just go to a breeder.  So far we’ve been told we can’t have a dog because we have kids, we live too far from Sydney (two enormous hours), they can’t come and check out our yard and house, or we don’t have another dog it can play with. All this without knowing anything more about us, other than the contents of an email enquiry form.

Getting disenchanted people.

Last month we lost our pooches, both of whom were adopted doggies and they were the best dogs we’ve ever owned. I thought we could go without a dog in the house for a while, but I’ve discovered I really miss that little presence. We’ve always had a dog around.  I work from home, and as the kids get older and don’t listen to me, I think well at least the dog does but alas.

So I’ve been trawling through the adoption ads, and I can’t find the dog that fits or the one that looks and sounds like they might, or they have conditions on their placement we can’t meet.

That is the whole point of this post really. With so many dogs wanting homes I find the amount of conditions placed on whether or not you give the dog a home, sometimes just too much.

I’ve read too many ads that say the same thing: “Fluffy is a gorgeous little dog that will steal your heart, loves the company of others so you must have another dog (I’ve seen ads that say the dog will not be rehoused as a single dog), is very playful better suited to older children (reads: eats toddlers, needs high fences), working very hard on training so if you could be around the dog 24 hours a day that’d be great” (reads: he still craps on the floor and we can’t keep him in a yard).

I know there are very valid reasons for all this, however I spotted ads for a few dogs that I know have been in foster care for a very long time (two years nearly), could it be all these conditions that are putting people off? Do they want to help these doggies or what?

I’ve given up looking. The continual disappointment is just making me sad. Sorry stray dogs, I just don’t have the ambition to wade through the mountains of ads like the above to find the one we can try to adopt, that is after they come to my house and check it out and decide if I am worthy.  I’m starting to realise why people just buy puppies off gumtree or Facebook.

So here’s the deal.  We have a warm house, fenced yard and good kids. What more do you want? I’ll even let you sleep on my bed.  Here is what I want in an adopted dog. A small adult dog, no preference on the sex.  Indoor loving and outdoor pooping.  Not too evil and yes the dog will have to be a lone wolf, but that’s cool because I’ll be here and I’m a be a lone wolf too.

A bit gutted, because I am always shaking the adopted before buying from a breeder tambourine, and I don’t want people to stop adopting because it is too hard.

UPDATE: Because there are awesome people in the world, things changed… meet Dobby.

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Million Paws Walk – supporting the RSPCA

Chester (our pooch we adopted last year) walked for the RSPCA Million Paws Walk today, and yes the fluffy little fella managed to cross over the finish line :)

Wanting to help out doggies that are in a similar plight to what his once was, Chester hit the pavement in Goulburn with around a 100 other pooches, as well as a pony and lamb.   It was a lovely day out, and we met some lovely dogs and their owners.

If you’d like to help dogs like Chester find homes it is not too late to sponsor his walk, click on the image above to be taken to his donation page.

 

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A new addition to the family.

Meet Chester.

We’ve just adopted him from Canberra Pooch Rescue.  He is about five years old, and is probably the best dog we’ve ever owned.  It makes sense for us to adopt an adult dog, because someone else has dealt with all the puppy-hood stuff already, and I just don’t have the time for that!  We don’t really know what breed he is, but we’ve narrowed it down to a Tibetan spaniel (with a bit of something else) or a fat long hair Chihuahua.  He is house trained, doesn’t bark unnecessarily and is very affectionate. Just what our autie kids need in a dog.  A very welcome addition to the family.  :)   You’ll probably see lot’s more of Chester in posts to come.

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