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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
ER II
So this time…no hot dr, no local anaesthetic, no panadeine forte to take home, the dr just pushed it back in place and I felt it squirm inside.
But I did watch him do it so I could do it myself next time, and I did get this weird plastic finger boat that gets me more sympathy at work and makes this annoying tapping noise when I type.
When I did it the guy at the ICA followed me out to the car park to tell me about a footy player who had his finger popped back in only to find it was actually fractured and then was out for 9 months cause of the damage done. It was a great story.
So this time…no hot dr, no local anaesthetic, no panadeine forte to take home, the dr just pushed it back in place and I felt it squirm inside.
But I did watch him do it so I could do it myself next time, and I did get this weird plastic finger boat that gets me more sympathy at work and makes this annoying tapping noise when I type.
When I did it the guy at the ICA followed me out to the car park to tell me about a footy player who had his finger popped back in only to find it was actually fractured and then was out for 9 months cause of the damage done. It was a great story.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Spring has sprung
I went out to the backyard for the first time in about 2 months, I thought Jn and Bfrg were joking when they said they made crop circles, but it seems not. I’m not sure if this photo shocks anyone else, but seriously, when I moved in the backyard was more of a brown colour and there was a big patch of dirt along the fence line where that metre high grass is! and look at how much taki has grown..
Also Smn’s in town for a couple of weeks, just got this message
"just had a fat bifta sitting in the garden sun completely nude"
seems like someone knows how to enjoy the Adelaide spring time :) ¶ 3:16 PM 2 comments
I went out to the backyard for the first time in about 2 months, I thought Jn and Bfrg were joking when they said they made crop circles, but it seems not. I’m not sure if this photo shocks anyone else, but seriously, when I moved in the backyard was more of a brown colour and there was a big patch of dirt along the fence line where that metre high grass is! and look at how much taki has grown..
Also Smn’s in town for a couple of weeks, just got this message
"just had a fat bifta sitting in the garden sun completely nude"
seems like someone knows how to enjoy the Adelaide spring time :) ¶ 3:16 PM 2 comments
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
The Cas on a Friday night
“Cmon girls, how about a lap dance” taunted some stupid fucko from one of the poker pit tables
“I don’t think so fucko, look at your assets there (pointing out his tiny 'stack'), you can’t even afford to buy us a drink”
Then our favourite dealer, who is not unlike the original Shaft
The ‘big game’
So I got all my photos printed from china and put them in an album, it only took a full year to get around to it, but I guess all you need is a Saturday arvo with nothing better to do.
City to Bay Sunday
My sister ran 12 km non-stop, so tg and I went for a tribute jog around veale gardens and got whistled at by a large congregation of homeless men.
Overall, for having no plans, the weekend turned out pretty good, oh apart from watching Garden State and being annoyed by Natalie Portman for two hours on Sat night. ¶ 10:33 AM 5 comments
“Cmon girls, how about a lap dance” taunted some stupid fucko from one of the poker pit tables
“I don’t think so fucko, look at your assets there (pointing out his tiny 'stack'), you can’t even afford to buy us a drink”
Then our favourite dealer, who is not unlike the original Shaft
The ‘big game’
So I got all my photos printed from china and put them in an album, it only took a full year to get around to it, but I guess all you need is a Saturday arvo with nothing better to do.
City to Bay Sunday
My sister ran 12 km non-stop, so tg and I went for a tribute jog around veale gardens and got whistled at by a large congregation of homeless men.
Overall, for having no plans, the weekend turned out pretty good, oh apart from watching Garden State and being annoyed by Natalie Portman for two hours on Sat night. ¶ 10:33 AM 5 comments
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
ER
So it was 4th quarter, only a few mins to go, we were over 10 goals up, and I was about to pull off another amazing interception, but instead I just hit the ball with my finger front on. It hurt a bit and then I looked at it and it looked so bung, it was all bunched up and weird, kind of like a vacuum hose.
RAH emergency is dero city central, lots of scrubbers and really dirty people. I talked to the nurse and he gave me some panadiene forte (mmm) even though it wasn’t really hurting at all, I figured I was going to be there for a while.
My doctor emma was heaps nice, she said she’d give me a local anaesthetic and then straighten it and then get some xrays to check it was all good. Then this older Dr came along, and he tried to pretend he was just going to look at it but I could tell he was about to inflict pain on me by his sickly smile and stupid chit-chat “so.. whats your..NAME (crack)” and that was when he yanked it and tried to get it back in place. But it didn’t go in.
Then emma invited in a student to watch her inject the anaesthetic in between my fingers and it was this guy who used to live across the road. He used to act all like “I’m a med student so I’m only going to start sentences with I’m” but then I could hear him talking to the other doctors and he was all sucky. She injected in between my fingers four times which was by far the most uncomfortable part of the experience, but then my hand went totally numb and she rearranged it back to normal and sent me to xrays. They took me everywhere on my bed which seemed kind of overkill for a finger injury, I tried to get off to put something in the bin and the nurse got all nervous and rushed over and goes “it’s ok, I can do that for you, if my finger looked like that I’d want to be in bed”
Overall, it was the best trip to the hospital I’ve ever had, they even gave me some panadiene forte to take home. I think its always the person who goes with you who suffers the most really. Poor Tg had to sit in the waiting room with Chd for two hours… she looked far more weary than I did when I came out. ¶ 12:01 PM 12 comments
So it was 4th quarter, only a few mins to go, we were over 10 goals up, and I was about to pull off another amazing interception, but instead I just hit the ball with my finger front on. It hurt a bit and then I looked at it and it looked so bung, it was all bunched up and weird, kind of like a vacuum hose.
RAH emergency is dero city central, lots of scrubbers and really dirty people. I talked to the nurse and he gave me some panadiene forte (mmm) even though it wasn’t really hurting at all, I figured I was going to be there for a while.
My doctor emma was heaps nice, she said she’d give me a local anaesthetic and then straighten it and then get some xrays to check it was all good. Then this older Dr came along, and he tried to pretend he was just going to look at it but I could tell he was about to inflict pain on me by his sickly smile and stupid chit-chat “so.. whats your..NAME (crack)” and that was when he yanked it and tried to get it back in place. But it didn’t go in.
Then emma invited in a student to watch her inject the anaesthetic in between my fingers and it was this guy who used to live across the road. He used to act all like “I’m a med student so I’m only going to start sentences with I’m” but then I could hear him talking to the other doctors and he was all sucky. She injected in between my fingers four times which was by far the most uncomfortable part of the experience, but then my hand went totally numb and she rearranged it back to normal and sent me to xrays. They took me everywhere on my bed which seemed kind of overkill for a finger injury, I tried to get off to put something in the bin and the nurse got all nervous and rushed over and goes “it’s ok, I can do that for you, if my finger looked like that I’d want to be in bed”
Overall, it was the best trip to the hospital I’ve ever had, they even gave me some panadiene forte to take home. I think its always the person who goes with you who suffers the most really. Poor Tg had to sit in the waiting room with Chd for two hours… she looked far more weary than I did when I came out. ¶ 12:01 PM 12 comments
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Bus Hussy
My sister is the best, I love her so much, she is a precious flower who only brings joy to my life.
She is also prone to ridiculous incidents of hilarity, like the other day when she was driving around trying to complete her whole list of errands in one afternoon, and she had to go to the atm on jetty road, but there was no where to park, so she stopped in a bus zone because it was right in front of the atm and she was only going to be a minute and there was plenty of room for a bus to pull in in front of her anyway… of course a bus came while she was getting her cash, but the driver was an old codger and didn’t pull up in front, but instead pulled up next right next to her car in such a way that she was totally blocked in, and got out of his bus and started taking down her details and yelling at her that she ‘had no right’ and she ‘will pay for this’, this in turn caused a massive traffic bank up all down jetty road and cars started honking causing a number of pensioners on the bus to wake up and start joining in pointing and yelling at her out the windows of the bus, one of them even called her a hussy!
Other hilarious stories include stealing a hairdryer from a Vietnamese backpacker hostel but adamantly denying it and then having her bag searched to reveal her as the thief and also just last week her yoga teacher sent her to the back of the class and forbid her from taking part in handstands. ¶ 4:58 PM 1 comments
My sister is the best, I love her so much, she is a precious flower who only brings joy to my life.
She is also prone to ridiculous incidents of hilarity, like the other day when she was driving around trying to complete her whole list of errands in one afternoon, and she had to go to the atm on jetty road, but there was no where to park, so she stopped in a bus zone because it was right in front of the atm and she was only going to be a minute and there was plenty of room for a bus to pull in in front of her anyway… of course a bus came while she was getting her cash, but the driver was an old codger and didn’t pull up in front, but instead pulled up next right next to her car in such a way that she was totally blocked in, and got out of his bus and started taking down her details and yelling at her that she ‘had no right’ and she ‘will pay for this’, this in turn caused a massive traffic bank up all down jetty road and cars started honking causing a number of pensioners on the bus to wake up and start joining in pointing and yelling at her out the windows of the bus, one of them even called her a hussy!
Other hilarious stories include stealing a hairdryer from a Vietnamese backpacker hostel but adamantly denying it and then having her bag searched to reveal her as the thief and also just last week her yoga teacher sent her to the back of the class and forbid her from taking part in handstands. ¶ 4:58 PM 1 comments
Soooo then… you’re a concert pianist and your finishing your medicine degree…
So a couple of weeks ago I get a message from jn on a Friday afternoon ‘Lets go meet my Dad for a drink cause I have to pick something up and he’s at the pub’ When we got there, everyone was wearing a suit, there were three girls wearing formal dresses with ‘Miss World’ sashes on, an Adelaide 36er wandering around and a lot of business people doing a lot of weird networking stuff. Then Jns dad got up on a podium and made a speech thanking people for attending this great event, and then there were like all these speeches, including the Miss World SA winner and runners up 2nd and 3rd who made an apology for the 1st runner up who couldn’t make it “cause she lived too far away”… luckily there was free beer
Then on Sunday, Jn gets me to drop him at the casino cause he has to help his parents set up for some kind of dance thing, so he calls me while I’m at fathers day lunch and says ‘can you come cause there’s no one here, bring your parents’ so when I get there there are big signs everywhere saying ‘Invited guests only’, and inside there are like a 150 people watching this full on ballroom dance competition with women in sparkly costume and men in suits and Jns up on a dj podium running the pa system. The highlight was someguy doing a two minute moonwalk but I was too disturbed by the very very high waisted pants to really enjoy it. ¶ 4:50 PM 0 comments
So a couple of weeks ago I get a message from jn on a Friday afternoon ‘Lets go meet my Dad for a drink cause I have to pick something up and he’s at the pub’ When we got there, everyone was wearing a suit, there were three girls wearing formal dresses with ‘Miss World’ sashes on, an Adelaide 36er wandering around and a lot of business people doing a lot of weird networking stuff. Then Jns dad got up on a podium and made a speech thanking people for attending this great event, and then there were like all these speeches, including the Miss World SA winner and runners up 2nd and 3rd who made an apology for the 1st runner up who couldn’t make it “cause she lived too far away”… luckily there was free beer
Then on Sunday, Jn gets me to drop him at the casino cause he has to help his parents set up for some kind of dance thing, so he calls me while I’m at fathers day lunch and says ‘can you come cause there’s no one here, bring your parents’ so when I get there there are big signs everywhere saying ‘Invited guests only’, and inside there are like a 150 people watching this full on ballroom dance competition with women in sparkly costume and men in suits and Jns up on a dj podium running the pa system. The highlight was someguy doing a two minute moonwalk but I was too disturbed by the very very high waisted pants to really enjoy it. ¶ 4:50 PM 0 comments
