Kaycee's Blog

2 July 2006

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It’s very early this morning, and it is very dark. Dad says about minus 2 degrees. Nice and snuggly inside, but rather crisp outside. When it is light I will be able to see the snow on this hills around. There is one hill here, more like a foothill, with a concrete shaped horse on the side at the top, that can be seen for miles. It should have a bit on, and there is a wonderful walk up that that I would like to climb, puffing of course, just to take a look around behind it and all the snow that would be there. I have climbed it before, going up is easyish, but going down gets one of my knees, but as soon as I am down, it is fine. I could drive up, but that is quite a treacherous drive at best of times. I might not be able to walk up, as it might just be too snowy, and nobody else might want to climb with me. But I will give it a go, even if on my own. Dad in his late seventies did it for the first time last year, and that was after his heart biopsy, he told me, he has now done it and now he doesn’t have to do it again. My thoughts precisely about a roller coaster ride I went on a few years back. Done that, but never again. I get my walking from my dad, he is up and away every morning with his sneakers on. I get this getting up early thing from him as well. No sleep in for me, not like my mum, she would stay in bed a lot longer but dad gets her up. Nicely of course, as mum is the boss.

There is not snow on the hill with the horse, but there is snow a bit further along.

Had to drive dad’s manual car, first manual car I have driven in over a year, and yeah you don’t forget how to. He uses me as a taxi when I am down.

Went to see Liz and her whanau (family) and she has quite a few. Three grandchildren more than me and another on the way. I’m sure I won’t be a grandmother before I am 50 and she was 40 when she became one. We talked for a bit. Why is it that when we get older we talk more about health than anything else? Her husband has fibro myalgia and has his good and bad days, and can’t stomach a lot of the things I can’t. He feels he has a leaky gut, and that could cause a few allergy problems, and that I should look into that too. After holiday maybe.

My sister rang from Australia and told me to try to relax and that stress brings on the disease. Of course my blood pressure goes up and I loose all sense of relaxation. But I am probably usually one of the most relaxed people around. So I told her that abdominal surgery can trigger it too, and that it is in me genes, and hers as well for that matter and that she should get tested for it as well. Don’t think she was pleased, but I do not like people telling me how or why I got anything. I haven’t seen her for 10 years, what would she know?

Still I better try some of that relaxation she talked about. Grrrr.

Cathy