And yes its true, we’re very young, and we have sticks and stones and bruises,
can we undo what has been done, is this the way destiny chooses,
you and me, you and me, you and me – we are a New Zealand.
Its you and I….
AOTEAROA – MINUIT
I forget in this mish mash of life that I in fact am meant to be a newlywed, with all those stereo typical connotations that go along with it. The idea of time and that it has been stated that it goes by in the blink of a eye, does not a hundred percent ring true. Sure the good times flash by like fireworks but the bad seam to hang around and encase you in this liney darkness. In the past 24 hours I have gone from ok to bad to worse, and back again. Saturday 23rd Oct 2010, Band Together concert in the park, the opportunity, for Christchurch to band together, LOL or the band aid, as I like to think, I’m not too sure on the stats but, we were told there were 120k people there. With 34 acts and over 150 performers, good time to be had for a family fun day.
Its seems it was too much fun for me and I spent approx half of the concert wanting to die and the other half mad at myself for being sick, and dreading the fact that for the next five-six months this will be my life…..zoom forward to 5am and I can’t take it anymore and ring the hospital and there is a long story to go along with that. But if the bitch on the phone had just told me she wasn’t a doc or nurse I wouldn’t have been mad at her. And FYI lady, Fuck You for saying I’m making YOU feel bad. I’m ringing the fuking hospital at five am, how the fuk do you think I feel ….oh she was American, go figure. So it’s now six and I finally go to the hospital (stupid phone lady) but with my snazzy green card I’m taken thru almost immediately…. the nurses are nice and I try and talk to them thru crying and wanting the world to swallow me whole. I’m given drugs thru a I.V. that lot really doesn’t do much. I spend the time first trying to sleep, and fail and then I wonder around, ask for water etc. Fuk you will see some sights on a Sunday morning in the ER and people must have thought I was mad just walking around all ok looking and stuff. I ask for more drugs, they come give me some and 2 hours and one nap later we go home ………
I sleep all day then BBQ time, thanks to Gav and Vicki for feeding us, and everyone else for being there even though I hardly said much. It’s nice just to observe and be round people and for Mike to have somewhat of a normal life. (FYI I wrote half of this then went to Gav and Vicks and guess what as we left?…………… fireworks)