RAMBLINGS OF A MIND UNTAMED

So glad the peeps at SSH still remember me even though I have barely been there.

I got told I'd have 2 sections to do yesterday and the order they were in, so I went to see the first one (naturally) and prepared all the stuff for her only to see section number 2 which I hadn't had the time to see - being wheeled in.

Great.

P4 though, and not keen to breastfeed (as they say, the more children you have the less likely you are to breastfeed as well as lower age.) She was 23 and yes thats 4 children by 23 and no she hadn't had one every year since she was 18- the first was when she was 16.

Anyways lucky for me she didn't want skin to skin so I did a dump and run and went to the 2nd section without having done majority of the paperwork. I did what I thought was the absolute bare minimum. I half charted the injections I gave the babe, I wrote that I gave them and I ticked the boxes that meant I did give them (but I didn't have time for someone to check the vials and sign for them so I wrapped them in some plastic and put it in my pocket -- lolz, who tells you to do that in nursing school said no lecturer ever) and ran off to the next section.

I left the Dad with a buzzer and said if no one comes to give you some formula for ur babe in the next 30 mins press the buzer and ask and they should give it to you.

Because SSH is not a BFF hospital and we are old fashioned and when I say old I mean ... mid 20th century old school.

Section 2: p0 first time section for sexual assault Hx.
33 yr old.
Her csection was done in literally 10 mins. Because unlike the P4, 3 previous csections she didn't have any adhesions or giant fat pads. She also told me she gained 23 kg in pregnancy. She was gifted with a beautiful 3.9 kg baby who was an amazing sucker who literally took itself off and burped itself. Ha, It cried so hard for 30 mins while it waited for her to be ready to breastfeed and then it just fed amazingly.

She was so worried she had no milk. And I (internally, not externally) rolled the eyes into my head. Here we go, another prinip who has a baby who didn't do a drop of antenatal education. I still remember the first day someone said the same to me as a student and I channeled the same energy as the midwife who taught me. Some youngish 28 yr old hottie who asked a parent once "but how do you know the baby isn't getting anything?" I just did a speil on nappies, expected outputs over the next week. And explained she will feel a bit like a porn star on day 3 (she was like whut...) and I'm like because then your milk will be in and you'll definatly know as your breasts will be large and painful and shes like "oh".

lolz.

Oh hunny.

I also informed her the nipple stimulation is what brings in the milk, 3/24 and you should be right. The baby is a great feeder so I think as long as she follows that and swaps breasts ... there literally isn't much else to it.

.. Does anyone do antenatal education these days?! Those clinic appts are so rushed.

Meanwhile I am so deep in All Saints. I watched until midnight (again... theres like 450 episodes) and I've neglected to do my taxes so as I was awake at 5am and couldn't sleep back anyway yay to 5 hours of sleep! -- thanks May May for asking for a cuddle -- I got up and started doing them because I'm going to the cook islands in less than 15 days and I don't want to be stopped at the airport or something because my taxes aren't done.

Long shot but still.

I noticed I lost my title post.

Oh wellers. It's probably time for a new one but I just cbb. I'm sure you'll get the gist - I'm fairly sure not many are reading this anyway, which is a good thing.

Today was a big day, that sorta went pear shaped then upright again.

The morning
The plan :get picked up at 06:50 by some other paddlers (older, new members to the club) to go to a race at La perouse which is driving distance (20 mins) but as I did want the kids to come see the race (its in a really good spot where there is parking/cafe/toilet/playground and a fun view of the race all within like 10 to 500m of each other) with beach and just... it's a good and convenient venue just 20 mins from home.
Race a 4k novice race (which is early), kids come for the 2nd race, which was around 11:30, see us take off for the 13k long course, and then we put the boat back (I sorta miss calculated the time it would take to do this activity in my head) and then we go to the afternoon activity.

What actually happened:
My buddies came at 06:15 having messaged me at 5:59 and me seeing it at 06:05 luckily managed to do the bare minimum in 10 mins.
I had stayed up late the night before prepacking everything, which was fortunate. I literally had packed - every.thing. Sure I wanted it to be "better" so I had "gotten up slightly early" to pick up the loose ends- which I inevitably had to drop because, early birds were at my door. But that was fine, it meant we could see the club members starting their oc1 races which was nice.
The weather was actually pretty good early on in the morning, wind was light no rain.
Then it sorta started picking up a bit. Our race started, it was ok. It was a bit choppy initially then very choppy for a time (middle bit- we were going in a triangle sorta shape) and in the last bit it was super nice with the wind at our backs the water felt super light and we were somewhat being pushed. A few times for some reason some how we had to slow down the boat to avoid collusion (the occean is huge ...) but overally it was fine until the experienced steerer and club coach literally rammed the ama side into the buoy by going too close.

Lolz. And someone had made a joke earlier that his wife likes to go close to "Edges" (like of islands) and last year somoenes ama snapped because it hit this area where the waves are like. weird due to like, the land mass at that part near the mini island.

Anyway we hulli'ed into the occean literally right on the best bit of the course, and I think the boat we over took also must have hulli'ed too because they came out of the water after we did- and its not like we flipped it back fast or anything.

Then when we got out, wet but not cold cause I swear maybe it was the adrenaline but the water was warm today (the air temperature was on the cooler side compared to yesterdays 28 degs) - and then it started to rain a little. then a lot. then it was windy.

The next lot of races went out (not sure which) and we had an hour to our long course.

Then it like. Absolutely pissed down. I walked to the car to get the kids and Pete their jackets, Pete's shoes were BS in the rain so he just got instantly soaked to his toes. And I just bought bbq because Iw as 99% sure our race was about to get cancelled after talking to a few people. And then it was.

the kids ate their BBQ and baked treats (which were like insanely good) - and Pete took them to the car to listen to an audio book while we did the sad job of putting the boats back onto the trailer, and it took over an hour to do so, waiting for everyone blah blah. We really haven't gotten it down to an art or anything as a team.

Saw quite a few ex Bluefins paddlers at the races, and its sorta a sad endictment of how we just can't maintain a solid crew.

To be fair all the current old people are busy with auroras, and it was all the stragglers - a few oldies who just cbb with the demands of being in the national team (or wanting to be, theres stages and you sorta have to just train like your in the team, or get cut for someone else who is also "in the team" and at the last min they will make a call and select from the training pool. It's a whole thing). and then the new people. So the ones who gave me a lift this morning, remind me of my mum or my aunt, deciding to join a sports team. Just you'd never think they'd want to join but here they are. And I wonder sometimes just how long they'll last before they feel like its not for them. They really like to attend everything which is a great start. You don't want oldies coming in who act like they already know whats what. Because that's just a downer. and I have to remind myself all the time not to be like that.

Because no one likes a Debbie downer. Sucks if your name is Debbie.

The Afternoon
The plan: Drive to the wildflower garden an hour the other side of Sydney, dress the kids in their raincoats (of which due to the previous rain was slightly soaked- Wendys not because I have never washed hers and hers is new. But May May's is a 3rd me down, So it's been through a few washes especially since it got dirty on the inside a few times and I was too lazy to spot clean.

So I just layered her up with a water "Resistant" jacket and then put the wet raincoat on top. She looked like a turkey, in her layers but didn't complain. And I also put her in splash pants. I wanted some for me. My raincoat has totally lost its ability withstand rain - it just soaked through. Boo. I don't even machine wash it but here we are. I don't think I'll buy another jacket that expensive considering it really didn't last very long, and the pants I chose were just ... tracky dacks that got soaked pretty fast too. So it was a soggy walk for most of us. Wendy had the best raincoat but she refused to button it up. And Pete's was fine but cause he was wet underneath and his socks were wet that was the end of that.

Then we went to the local food court at the dingy local mall they have there - I wanted to go to an RSL but we argued over the benefits of one v the other. The local mall ended up having a surprisngly good selection of actually open resteraunts for 4pm in the afternoon, a grey zone time. The RSL's weren't serving dinner til 5pm but here we were, wanting to hang out more, the kids wanting to eat. Ours had to eat what I ordered. And Lucie's mum (single mum) thought her daughter hadn't eaten enough and went and bought maccas after she already had some of someone's noodles. And Wendy saw the maccas box and immediately piped up and said "I'm hungry" so I just said fine - eat your soup and dumpling thing. And she wasn't keen on that so I said you can't be hungry then. Lucie ate about 1 chicken nugget maybe I think not sure, and then I don't know what happened to the rest.

Some kids are harder than others. Ours are defiantly easy. I've seen kids have tantrums bad due to hunger and ours do sometimes, but like. Mostly not. I dunno. I also figure they're like 10kg. and us adults are 5 to 10x that so they clearly don't need to eat as much as we do and besides based on what either ate eaarlier in the day I thought they were pretty good. It took us ages to get in the car. Firstly I insisted Wendy go toilet before we left, That took ages cause she was already in the car before that decision was made. And then May may piped up (after we got back despite she having peed recently and said she had to go too.

So I had to take her. That all took probably at least 20 mins, from getting out of the car, walking at least 100m. Using it. Washing hands, walking back x2 For May may I found a shopping trolley near the entrance , I put her in it and then zoomed around to the toilet to her delight. Poor Wendy had to walk the whole way. I made her chase me by playing "I'm the baby and your the mama"

And now its 9pm and I am literally poopped.

Just where it feels like too many things are going wrong.

Nothing like, life changing in a sense like no one died or you know. Got infirmed.

For example. First bad part of the day:
1. the key wasn't in the lockbox for training this morning despite me arriving 10 mins early at 5:20 in the morning. So I stood around and wondered if we were even going to get in the one training session of the day, and secondly, I was a little pissed this issue of not having the key was ongoing.
They're fixing it. So that's something. Training went ahead but we were slightly late to start rather than being early and Brian was a gem and he got us people that need to race to other activities back in time.

2. Postnatal ward stopped giving single rooms out to elective cesarian women because "that was never a thing" and "all babies are noisy".

They seriously want some pain, like this lady was a dense block - and her baby literally wouldn't stop crying unless someone was holding it and by someone I mean mother. And yes we fed it. lol it's not a regular standard quiet for the first 1 or even 2 days baby, it was literally a non stop wimperer. And the mother couldn't stop vomiting so we gave her cyclazine and it made her drowsy. Then you put her in a double bedded bay next to another lady who is now about to suffer. Like is this on purpose to make no. 16 discharge?

And the father is worried his wife and baby won't get enough assistance overnight so not even a MIL or himself can stay because its a double room and thats the rules. -- like this is not a normal baby so your just creating work for the night staff. the MIL staying over would likely be a huge help.

Anyways, not my problem I tried talking to various people even the incharge whom I didn't know and she literally laughed in my face.

Well if I was the night staff I'd be so mad at her. Because afterwards I discharged 2 ladies to the ward and they were the easiest as pie with quietest babies in the world who would have been fine in a double room, some even didn't have partners sticking around cause they h ad multiple kids at home and were indpendent breastfeeders who were staying for minor minor reasons like no swish before discharge available at the time the baby was allowed to go home 6 hours after a birth at 1030am.

It just made me so mad.

2. then my mum called and said the cops pulled her over and fined her for her registration not being up to date. And its meant to be 3x $800 because its over 6 months but he was nice and only fined her $800.

Who is responsible for car registration? Me.
And my head was in a spin over that. Like her registration as a pensioner is FREE.
FREE.
AND NOW ITS $800 but like for why. And where did I fuck up. I was talking to so many people I met and one guy said the insurance company wont register an uninsured car. Check your insurance.

And then I went to check and low and behold he was right. The green slip CTP is not listed and I can tell I obviously then didn't pay for it, and how did I miss this (Cause her registration is meant to be automatic if all the bills are paid and theres literally like 3 steps to this process - get the car assessed for a pink slip, the guy will tick a box online. then i pay the mandatory insurance as per govt and then the govt will rego it for free cause pensioner.)

Well. I didn't do the 2nd step. Because get this, the bill amounts were so similar I must have gotten confused
Legit. One says %648 and the other says $643.

FML. sighs. Okay my fault , As my mum says she gets plenty of free money from the government so what is the matter to give them $800 back for me making a mistake?

Just how it is

3. then this arvo I was reviewing my flights for rarotonga race in NOV and realised that actually due to time difference of the country I am now arriving on the Monday instead of the Sunday and that feels like, way too late for me. Like mentally I was prepared to come and work a Sunday N12 shift so I can make this trip happen and not take AL because there is literally none available that week because silly me, m issed the email to apply for AL. and it filled up.

so. Now I don't want to stay away from my family that long either.

I will likely change my flights. I thankfully bought refundable flights so this won't be too bad and - I'm happy to miss the afterparty to be honest, like. Attending the race is plenty enough. Thing is the flight I am looking at leaves at 9pm on a Friday. That's tight when we might be having a race that starts at noon. a 36km race. probably takes at least 4 hours.

Anyways its well past bedtime at 11pm. Time to end this not very good, but not entirely terrible day.

As my boss kindly said, after I detailed to her why I was so mad (lol she probably could tell by my face it wasn't an average "I'm just so average today" type of average) things could be worse. And they totally could be.

I sacrificed making a pumpkin cheesecake tonight to come here and write.

To be fair, it would probably be a lot shorter typing in here than it would be to make the pumpkin cheesecake. For starters, its not just mixing time but also, the time it takes to bake the thing.

I have a moderately long list of things to buy but also a lack of willing to put in the hard yards to find a good one, but sometimes stars align.

Like tonight we got delivery of a rat cage from Manly, 2nd hand. I think the owner just really wanted to get rid of it. It would be maybe $340 new or something like that, and it would have come in flat packed (and needed to be put together) but instead for $100 it came as one peice, already put together and the owner delivered it cause they were just so pleased it was going to someone who said they were also going to adopt rats. They had a set of 3 and they are getting rid of the things because the last one just passed away after 3 years, which is a pretty standard life span. The cage even came with all these fabulose and expensive looking toys that are like good for rat stimulation. Like honestly, I've had rats before, and I barely spend a cent on them. My cages would be poorly found things that had large gaps so the rat could technically escape (lol) but you know what they usually didn't. They knew and sensed their home. And we'd play with them with found objects, like whatever simple stuff so it really wasn't an expensive thing to do. And I'd feed them treats which were like a spoonful (separate spoon) from my plate of dinner. I wouldn't buy them like "extra treats" etc.

To be fair however, $100 isn't the most I'd spend on a rat. I took charlie to the vet once and yes that bill was high and after that I bought a rat first aid book for $11 which is somewhere (I should go look for it), which listed a lot of useful information from diseases, medications, doseages, calculations by weight etc. how to euthanase at home etc.

Anyhow. So I got the cage now.

Other things on my to do list to buy: a tall cabinet for storing toys (haha yes) But in order to put it in I need to start a council clean up of a few things I don't need.

Story of life in the late 30s: the epic battle of stuff. Too much of it, randomly keeping things for too long and realising they gotsta go. It's the only benefit of a small house, it makes you rethink faster things to reduce. Space is finite. If I arranged it better I think life would be better...

Pete said his parents limited his access to toys with a toy cupboard- 1 out at a time, put it back for another etc. I think this actually allows for more engaging play, Because what i see when its all out, they literally just dump it into a pile. and Nothing happens. It just becomes a dumped pile of stuff.

...What is that even...

Same story different smell, every day around 4pm I think yes! I can come here and write something- I'm looking forward to it.

And then 8pm hits and I have the chores in front of me (laundry, kitchen) and an hour later I'm pooped. Chores are done and I think ah well the diary can wait another day.

And indeed it can.

And indeed it does.

And before you know it, it's been a month or whatever and I've forgotten whatever thing I wanted to come in here and write about.

My mum
This week she's gone batty again. On Monday she rang me while I was at work - without asking me if I was at work , at like 2pm to just rant about how Woolworths wouldn't give her her money back for a refund on an item she purchased and didn't realise didn't have a discount on until after she had paid the $39 dollars for it. When she said she didn't want it - after handing over $39 in cash, they told her they could only give her store credit as a piece of paper. Then she got angry at the lady and said she would loose that piece of paper. The lady told her it was "store policy". Then my mum got angry that her everyday rewards card was my card- so all the points she thought she was accruing were going to me who was like, using them, Well lady, you wouldn't spend as much as me at the shops cause I'm buying for like 4 people - and your buying for one - so really those are my points but sure - I'll make you your own everyday rewards card. Somehow she conflated the 2 problems as 1 problem, like if she had her own everyday rewards card the lady who was processing the refund which was her fault (for not noticing it cost $39 dollars for the battery instead of $20 or whatever) was related to her not having an everyday rewards card (i wonder if the lady would have put the store credit onto h er everyday rewards account? I'm totally confused how these 2 issues are related because my mum was mad that her money now could only be converted to store credit and she wanted the cash back in her hand so she could go spend it at a variety of other independent stores unrelated to this store.

Anyways.

Whatever, I then drove 30 mins out of my way and 20 mins back again to go to her house, and create an everyday rewards account for her and teach her how to use it. Your welcome Woolworths and thanks for nothing you greedy blood sucking bastards.

Islanders are good at birth
But on Monday we had a p0 with a 3c vaginal wall tear that required a repair in OT under a GA. She gave birth precipitously after a prolonged latent phase that required syntocinon augmentation -
after poor antenatal care transferring from another hospital with a missed OGTT and HbA1c of 6.1 which is high - btw - so likely GDM untreated, to a 3kg baby.

It's like what is wrong with this picture
Ding! She gave birth on all 4s!
boo it was in a shower and the way she was facing the midwife couldn't see her perineum
Ding! she's Islander
Booo She might have had diabetes and was at risk for a large baby
Ding! The baby was a normal size and also had normal BGLs after birth so she probably didn't have GDM
Boo but she's decided not to breastfeed for some unknown reason. She's young? She's islander? yes those are risk factors for low breastfeeding rates but
Boo again she had poor antenatal care - so it's hard to assess if at any point someone raised these issues and
Boo she missed her appt to get an iron transfusion so she had a Hb of 88!!! yes 88!!! in her 3rd trimester no she's not vegitarian --
and after the tear which caused bleeding from trauma her EBL was 700mls
and the hb dropped to 58. Like 58 what1?!?!?!?!

Yes she had 2 units of PRBC + iron transfusion that same day with me. But what I would like to know is: would the extreme low iron state have influenced the 3c tear. like, risk of tear. Because by all accord she was low risk for a 3c tear.

Anyways.

Ha in the birth notes it said she was waiting for an epidural but like, the baby was coming too quick and there it was the end.

But she was labouring all night with N2O2 only I think and the last Vaginal exam was 5cm at like 4am and the baby was born by 8am. And she said to the Dr I don't understand how I was at 5 cm and suddenly I was fully - but its like lady. There was 4 hours between 4am and 8am. So really, It wasn't so sudden after all.

Parking
I refused to pay for Parking at the hospital carpark.

I am there so infrequently these days, a week I might come twice and the next week not there at all and the carpark attendant expects 4 weeks notice that I'm not going to be there to stretch out the parking dates that I have to prepay for 13 weeks in advance. Like come on. This sounds like such a bad deal.

I was running mildly late for work. Likely n ot that late but because I'm used to arriving like 15 to 20 mins early, it felt late. It seems cause I live close to MISH I've gotten leaving my house at xyz time down to a fine science but because I live so far from SSH, I give plenty of time for accident on the high way, or like, bad weather, or like, bad traffic to screw up my plans.
I was about to pay the $25 for parking but cause I was late for once I saw quite a few staff walking down the hill towards the hospital and I realised no you can do it! everyone else is doing it - and so I tried for a parking spot at the top of the hill and I found one relatively easily after passing 3 streets of 2p parking restrictions. Screw the govt and their restricted parking. Come on guys.
Whatever.
I can walk. Your just taxing the poor people who haven't the legs.

And I made it on time too.

Now. What can I do with the spare $25...