Posts Tagged ‘sick’


Let’s just say, the month of October, has pretty much been a write off for me.
I have a doctors note spanning the length of 4 whole weeks, (including some of September), all because I acquired Severe Sinusitis.

Oh goody.

This ensured I wasted my entire school holidays and missed a week of school on either side of the holidays.
I had to stay in bed, went through mountains of boxes of tissues, battled to breathe and fought to not die on two occassions, emulate arabic taxi drivers and their “out of window spitting antics” but for me into a cup, not eat much, get lonely and be bored to death.

Sometimes I wonder if I will ever get a break.

I’m slowly on the recovery now, still struggling at times, but I’m in the real world.. trying to live my life..


S4C Drop In Center

For every 100 views, this video gets, C1rca will donate $1 towards establishing a Skate 4 Cancer Drop In Center..
We already have over 5000 views…

In other news, the locust infestation is ridiculous.

We are surrounded by thousands of them every moment of the day. They are swarming into us.
The front of the van is completely drenched in bug juice.

Thank goodness we installed netting in our van, so we can still have the door open for some fresh air.
The nights have suddenly gotten colder, and I’ve got the worst flu.

Hating not being in a warm bed, whilst I feel like death.

Hoping to get to Adelaide on Friday, and maybe hit up the Ruiner/Hopeless Show.

We have a LOT of km’s to cover before then.

I will be using this number this week 0457 028 550, whilst on the road..
Feel free to send us nice messages.

Much love.

It’s been a while.

Some might have thought that I merely forgot to update this blog, but to be honest, I haven’t really been in the right state of mind.

My winter holiday was supposed to be fantastic. I had been looking forward to it, for as long as I can remember this year. I was to fly to Sydney for hardcore and stay with some of my amazing friends from Canberra and catch up with everyone else. From then, I was to fly to Melbourne, stay with a friend for the night before catching a bus up to Mount Hotham where I would be snowboarding for a week for work. AMAZING.

Life can be really cruel sometimes.

I arrived in Sydney on Thursday night- It should have been earlier, but a late friend picking me up ensured that I missed my flight. I had been tattooed on my back the day before, and on my new flight I had an irritable Italian child kicking my chair the entire flight which hurt a damn lot.

By Saturday morning, myself, Morgan and Amy had all woken up seriously ill. We were perfectly fine on Friday night, but Saturday morning, we all felt like we were dying, and were considering not even going to hc AA.

The show was such a waste as I couldn’t enjoy myself, and was on so much medication, cough syrup etc which I had smuggled in. Morgan and Amy weren’t so lucky.

By Saturday night my fever was unbearable, and I stupidly went out to hang with some good crew. I couldn’t last long, and after Brookelisted got her night time pie, we headed back to our 6 bed room, which now had 16 people sleeping in it.

Sunday saw me almost having a breakdown at the airport as I was so sick, and didn’t want to fly, but had nowhere to go, and I didn’t know whether to go to Melbourne like planned or fly back to Perth.

Mikeh convinced me to come to Melb, so on I boarded. Sunday night I stayed at a friends and he was so good to me, but by now my fever was even worse.

My bus left at 8 in the morning, and I decided to miss it (even though it cost me 150 dollars).
That day I ventured into the city to find a doctor, only to find out I have swine flu.

Melbourne doctors (well the one I went to) are terrible. She merely said, drink lots of water and take painkillers.

Not cool Jan!

I asked her if I could fly back home, she said – yeah it’s fine, swine flu is so common now etc etc..

I booked a flight and arrived home at 1am the next morning.
Saw my doctor that day, they were appalled that for the following reasons.

a) I was allowed to fly
b) Wa let me in (luckily they didn’t know), as I was only case number 465 in Wa.
c) The idiot Victoria doctor had given me nothing to take.

I got loaded with a whole heap of antibiotics and antiflams. Since more than 48 hours had passed, I was denied Tamiflu.

Meanwhile Amy and Morgan had also been diagnosed, along with some other (mostly all from our room), but they managed to get the flu shot. Jealous. They got better a lot better than me.

So now my Sydney trip was ruined, my Melbourne trip was ruined, and I am sick at home in isolation.


I felt like I was dying.

It was hockey trials. It was over 30 degrees and it was a full length mixed match. Basically was playing with men, except for the 4 other girls on the field.

We were all feeling pretty buggered. The heat was taking a lot out of us, and us girls were pushing ourselves a lot harder to bring us up to the men’s level and speed.

I took a nasty hit to the head in a tackle by a guy – my neck went out straight away. I hastily pushed it back into place and charged after him to get the ball back – didn’t think much of it at the time.

Drank lots of fluids and was drenched in sun screen but still, in hindsight it didn’t seem to help that much.

I left and drove home feeling quite ill. I couldn’t get out of my car for about 40 minutes because i couldn’t walk. I vomited multiple times outside the front of my house in an attempt to reach the front door and my phone. It was bright blue and chunky from the few jellybeans I had consumed post game to put some more sugar in my body.

I stumbled inside, tried calling my nurse friend who lives round the corner (voice mail), before throwing up all in the bath. Literally crawled into bed, grabbed some water and lay there. Tried calling my brother. No answer – contemplated 911. Eventually got hold of him an hour later. He was a 40 minute drive away. The vomiting continues. I am freezing cold. My head wants to explode and I want to wrench it off my shoulders.

So this is what concussion and heat stroke at the same time feel like. I was in this state for 6 hours, vomiting bucketloads and an insane painful head, and being freezing cold, even though I was under two very thick blankets. I was mostly alone for the entire time – Greg popped in for a bit before going ten pin bowling with friends.

I still feel kind of week now, and it’s the morning after. This added to me attempting to get over my glandular fever just confirms that right now my life is pretty shit.

A Matter of Wellness

I am ill….

I wish I was illin.