MRI’s, a Painting and Pegs!

The period between school terms went by in a purple haze, taking with it, Prince. Fans woke in shock to hear the news of his passing last week. This year has taken so many individuals in the arts, and it’s only April! 

The holidays were divided between time at home, and being out. My daughter caught up with a few of her gorgeous friends, and it made my heart soar to witness the bonds deepening. The girls put down their electronic devices and made up dances and spells, plays and songs. We also went to plays, including The Peasant Prince, and Cautionary Tales for Children at the Sydney Opera House. It starred the extraordinary Virginia Gay. She held my daughter spellbound.


I was gifted these divine bird pegs by a friend. I have written about this friend before. A nurse, she has had health issues the past few years, and has astounded me yet again, by putting her hand up to support a local lady as she flies to Singapore. This young lady has MS, and her symptoms have escalated. She has gone to Singapore for intensive chemotherapy and stem cell treatment. I am thinking of both these valiant women. They will be in my heart every time I peg an item on my clothes line.
 My friend Diana Reynolds is an artist, and she gifted my daughter and I this enchanted painting. It has pride of place in our home school room, where we get to admire it daily. To check out more of Diana’s work, click here.

My MRI results weren’t what I wanted them to be. I had hoped to receive a procedure known as a discogram, to shrink my remaining discs. It was found that they had all desiccated, which explains why I wince every time a bus or car I am travelling in hits a bump. I have no shock-absorbers! I wish it were merely a case of changing the shock-pads! There are many more issues, which I have neither the time or inclination to see to at the moment. I only had one day in bed throughout the holidays, so I am relieved. I carried on, throughout social occasions sometimes with the aid of a stiff drink and for that I am grateful. It is a nasty, merciless agony, which has grown into a monster. I humour it; I temper its fury and I promise it the world if it will just let me do what I need to do. When my daughter is  a little older, I will have that longed-for overhaul. I will admire the bird pegs, and the symbolism behind them. They have the ability to fly, and yet they are anchored. Perhaps it’s a comfort, behind grounded. They know that they have a choice.

Term 2 has just begin in Sydney, and I look forward to many more adventures. You could live for a thousand years and still not experience all that there is in this world. I had a conversation with a friend who is extremely ill. She told me her simple wishes for the next year or so. In light of her disclosure, I am going to apply for a passport. Life is too damned short and it flies by like a bird unanchored. Pain and illness, nor nothing else is going to stop the experience of new horizons. It mustn’t.

8 thoughts on “MRI’s, a Painting and Pegs!

  1. Mostlydowns instead of ups, poor, dear and sweet Raphaela. I love the theater and how you have friends with courage and talents. You share your talents, inner strength and positive outlook with them, I am sure. The beauty in the painting may bring Peace to you, while your daughter brings you tremendous love. I was sorry about your prognosis and the hate to have you delay repairs. . . ❤


  2. Living with chronic pain is difficult and I look to your blog as you write with passion and courage as you continue to live your life and encourage your daughter to enrich hers at every available opportunity.
    I know what it’s like to live with the pain that never leaves you alone, not for one moment. It’s a drag on every aspect of your body. However, life must go on and I’ll not alow it to stop me in my tracks. You provide me with great inspiration. Thank you.


  3. Your nurse friend is quite brave going o Singapore with her own health issues.But it’s a good cause. The pegs she gifted you are very sweet.
    Your artist friend is very talented. It must be a joy to look at the painting and fond something new every time.
    I’m sorry your MRI results weren’t what you wanted. The pain and discomfort must be very draining. Applying for your passport is an excellent idea and fulfilling some of your dreams while you’re able to travel will be fun I’m sure. Meanwhile I hope they make a significant breakthrough in treatment for your discs that will make your life easier.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx

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