Caboolture 2019, August week four.

Sunday 25th August 2019, Caboolture.

Linda’s health is on the climb to being better after months of not being well. One thing that is very noticeable is the fact that when she was in hospital a conference was obviously held between all, if not most, of her medical practitioners she was then seeing because now she is going back to see these practitioners they are mentioning the problems she was going through. It is a pity that there is no way of getting such a conference under way of our own doing early on when these things are happening, maybe we could get some decent treatment before it becomes too serious, as it was in this case. I know they keep saying we should go to our GP before fronting up at emergency in the hospital but with the way things happened in this instance, I would have to give serious consideration to this request in future.

We had a chance to do a good deed on Friday while Linda was visiting her specialist at Redcliffe hospital, when Linda witnessed an elderly gentleman have a fall and crack his head on the concrete just as I was pulling in to pick her up. We both did what we could for him until a medical team came from within, and then I decided that because they were working on the side of the road and my vehicle was already partially blocking the road with hazards flashing, I considered the best thing I could do was direct the traffic. This was obviously appreciated by the response I received from several of the hospital staff, and we felt a lot better for it as well.

Things at the Men’s Shed are picking up as we are about to go through our next committee elections, and we are in the process of getting nominations. Work is progressing well with the construction of the clean room, by cladding all the walls and building of the kitchen. It will a nice thought of the possibility of having our Christmas dinner at the shed this year.

Friends K and A have moved from the caravan park at Beachmere to a retirement village just a couple of blocks from us, so I guess we will see more of them in the future. A is now talking about coming along with me to the shed one day to have a look, and I would be awfully surprised if he didn’t join.

Caboolture 2019, August week two.

Monday 12th August 2019, Caboolture.

There has passed another eventful month. Major works at the Men’s Shed will see some our kitchen and toilets finally operational soon. The Museum has made a start to name changes and operational changes with the creation of Heritage Telecommunications Limited, a new company dedicated to preserving our artefacts. Then there were health issues seeing Linda being placed in hospital for four days.

I am getting myself deeper involved with the men’s shed with being given more chores, responsibilities, that keep me rather busy. One of the projects is the production of a newsletter once a month, and I have lately been given rave reviews about it even though the layout hasn’t changed over the year I have been doing it, but the content obviously keeps people informed about the projects that are happening at the shed. Click here for issue 14. It does keep me busy, but with Linda’s illness, more on that later, I have now learned that I do have other obligations other than the shed and museum that have a higher priority. I missed a day at the shed last week and felt like I was a worker taking one of those ‘sickies’, so that idea has to stop, I do not have to be at the shed.

The museum is the same, I seem to have gotten deeply involved with finances, being the Treasurer, with the changes that are happening, and I must also convince myself that it is alright to take a day off once in a while. The other small problem is that I do have take-home use of the museum vehicle at the moment, for various reasons, and it may not go too well if I take a ‘Sickie’ when they need the vehicle.

The story that perhaps should have been first; Linda has not been too well for a while now and Thursday last week I spat the dummy and took her to the hospital for treatment due to lack of anything happening with GP’s and such, and tried to insist that she needed their treatment. It seems I didn’t have to convince them because they admitted her immediately and kept her for four days. Without giving too much detail, it turns out the best thing we could have done because she had more problems than we thought. She is home again after respite and good treatment with at least answers we have been seeking for quite a while and puts us in a position of possibly helping her other health professionals with her treatment for other continuing ailments. Now that she is home and feeling a lot better, and obviously looking a lot better, than she was a week ago, hopefully we can now settle down to a bit easier life than we have had for the past few months, or as well as it can be with this new ailment.