Wednesday, 17 June 2009

This Rehab thing is getting old!

I am an impatient recoverer (is that a word :D)

I am so over having the stroke and just want life to back to normal.

I'm glad that I am able to do rehabilitation to help getting my right side back to working order again but since being home from hospital, the responses are alot slower.

I expected to be doing more and "feeling" more than I do right now.

My Rehab team are very happy with my results though and assure me that I'm doing extremely well for it only being 5 wks since the stroke.

Monday I was back at the pool, walking instead of swimming. That went for 25 minutes. Not long I know, but yeah, it was looooonnnnngggggg.

Then at lunchtime I started my rehab course.

I had Occupational Therapy for an hour, Speech Therapy where my swallowing and mouth/face/neck muscles were checked out (for an hour) and then finished it off with Physical Therapy. It was HUGE!

I was so tired come night time and Tuesday morning.

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Dear housesitter, please feed dog, grow marijuana

June 16, 2009 - 12:57PM

A note that instructed a housesitter how to feed the dogs and grow dope indoors has landed a Kiwi man in hot water with police.

This news title from the online news site reminded me of a situation when I was younger. A person I knew (a young lad) had this really nice "pot" plant. He had to go away for a couple of weeks and was a bit upset because he was sure his "pot" plant would die.

When he came home, however, he found his "pot" plant flourishing.

His mum had discovered his beautiful little "tomato" plant and decide to tend it with loving care while he was away. She was so chuffed that her little man was into gardening.

Hmmmmmmm ..... yeah Mrs Jones, Terrence loved his "pot" plants.

Little did she know that the plant she gave such love too would have earnt her a stay in the local watch-house.

"Wonder when it will grow the tomatoes???????"

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Bribery will get you ........

You know what?

What? did I hear you say?

I've found the perfect bribery for my oldest boy, Connor.

This year for his birthday he got to choose his celebration. He could either have a party or get a DS Lite. He chose the DS Lite.

He loves this little thing so much that it has become the perfect behaviour dedicator. He was given 5 or 6 games and the console. He gets to have 15 mins every school day and can choose whichever game he wants to play.

The moment he steps out of line and by this I mean backchatting, yelling at me, aggressive behaviour towards me or his brothers, refusing to do as asked etc, he loses that 15 min privilege and one game.

At the end of the week, he can only play the games he has remaining. Adding up the 15 mins is how much time he gets to play on the weekend. If he has been able to play everyday then he gets 1hr 15 mins of playtime Sat and Sunday. If he only has 2, 15 min days, then he only gets 30 mins playtime.

He has had it for 2 wks now and so far his behaviour has been perfect :D

Tuesday, 2 June 2009


I got quite a few bouquets of flowers and pots of plants while I was in hospital.

Roses, Carnations, Daisies, Hyacinth, Cyclamen - all so beautiful.