The Festival State

Today marks six months since my surgery. That's hard to believe because it feels like yesterday but then it also feels like a lifetime ago. Whilst I'm happy that the operation is in the past, today presented itself with mixed emotions. I had to have an MRI at 4:45 this evening. Guess what?! Yup, I cried again. I hate these damn things. I think this one was particularly hard because it is the first MRI I have had since surgery and will show the changes, be they positive or negative. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. It made me quite anxious and I just wanted it over and done with.

Last night I got a tad annoyed with myself. As it is currently Mad March (this hardly captures it all) Adelaide is running like a 24/7 festival and the The Garden of Unearthly Delights allowed me to get some henna and hair braiding done on Sunday. Now of course I wasn't thinking about my MRI as I was having metal beads and pretty coloured string wrapped around some hair but then last night it hit me. An mri uses magnets and magnets tend to attract metal and of course I have metal strung into my hair. So of course today, in my already worked up self, I had to cut off the beads that were at the end of my hair wrap. That's when the tears started. I know it sounds quite pathetic to some but it's hard to explain why it upset me. If you just think about the wonderful haircut that I've had for the last 6 months then maybe you'll get it. Oh well

Anyway that's it. Six months down, countless years to go!

 I took this photo out the front of my house on my phone tonight (hence the terribly quality). Dusk tonight was magnificent, it reminded me of the wonders in the world and how I'm so glad to be here.

Worst hair day ever!

Ughhhh my hair was horrible this afternoon. It was just horrible. Dear male friends I now understand your hair woes. I did however have a very expensive haircut the other week. Think of what they put in my head to help it heal and the hourly rate of the apprentice hairdressers/qualified doctors? Unimaginable for a teacher and a hairdresser combined. People at Zinc Hairdressers take that, or go back to study!

If you're not sure what's in my head this song may give you a hint (yes my brain is still there). Yeah I actually like this song, and I bet a lot of you do too. If you're too proud to admit that you do just say 'yeah it's alright and I like supporting Australian artists (Sia)' that's a good one!

p.s. I'm annoyed I don't get some special note in my passport telling people at security that I simply have metal in my body and that's why the metal detectors go off every-time I walk through the security section. Damn!