House keeping stuff:
I finally made an order through Coles online, consisting mainly of fresh fruit, vegetables and drinks. These are things that are hard to carry upstairs. I will take a photo of the shopping when it arrives on Tuesday, between 9am – 11am and post it on here. Yes, I get excited over food!
I’ve been mulling over what to write next. I know I ended my last entry with the question about my family, but I feel like it’s a personal issue. This is something I could leave for FD Day. However, I will make some general comments.
Growing up I always knew I had limitations, things that cause a lot of setbacks. But my mum was determined I have a “normal” upbringing. I didn’t have an aide at school and I trammed home in the afternoons. I even went to gym classes, learned tennis as well as swimming. I went horse riding and I babysat when I got older.
Of course mum and dad couldn’t help with socializing. They would take me to kids’ birthday parties and drop me off at friends houses, but making friends was up to me. And that was hard. I never felt like I fitted in with my peers. Mum wanted me to try- and through her encouragement I did try but I don’t remember enjoying it.
Anyway, I digress. My parents supported me through my childhood and they took me to the doctors and specialists to make sure I was getting the best treatment.
When I wrote that mum encouraged me to see kids, it was similar when it came to my health. Looking back now, I realise I was a bit too lazy when it came to health. Some people may call it avoidance. Even now, there are times when I just don’t want to have to deal with it. Chronic illness is something that has to be dealt with every day, and let me tell you, it can be pretty exhausting!
Anyway, due to my mum’s diligence, I got a back brace for my scoliosis when I was 12 and now I have a perfectly straight back. Because of my mum’s investigations, I am on medication which keeps my blood level high enough to participate in day to day living. Because of my dad I am looking into a different walking aid. Because of my parents I now drive and because of my parents I am now living on my own (I mean that in a good way!).
What I should say, is that my parents could have raised me differently. They could have kept me in doors while I was growing up and “protected” me from getting worse. I still believe I am somewhat immature due to my own fear of branching out in the world, but my parents helped me embrace life and the skills that I have.
I guess I did answer the question in this post. Hopefully it’s not too revealing. I will finish by saying thank you to mum and dad. I didn’t turn out that bad, hey?