I'm Not A Victim, I'm a Survivor.

A week ago I had gone to a local shopping mall to do some shopping. I arrived just before lunch time, so thought I would have something to eat first. I took my lunch to an area just a few feet outside the mall and sat down on one of the benches. Within a few seconds and older man came and sat on one of the benches, and said to me what a nice day it was. I agreed that it was a lovely day, and carried on eating my lunch. Then he said something disgusting to me and quickly got up and left. I threw my lunch back in my bag and took off after him. He was moving fairly quickly and when I got to the carpark close by, I lost sight of him. Then I saw a car reversing out of a carpark right in front of me. I was sure it was him, so I memorized the number plate. I had to go into a nearby store to borrow a pen and paper to write the number plate details on. The assistant was concerned as she could tell I was in shock. She asked me if I was ok.  There was no-one else in the store, so I told her what this guy had said to me. She too was disgusted and said to me that I must go to the Police station and report him. The Police station is not far from the mall, but too far to walk in the heat we had that  day. Because I was in shock I couldn't think how I was going to get there. In the end I jumped in a taxi because that way I wasn't going to have to wait for a bus. (I don't drive, so I catch  buses and/or trains.) I was stressed and my hands were shaking as I walked up to the counter at the police Station. I hoped that I would be able to speak to a female Officer, as I felt more comfortable than having to tell a male Officer what this guy had said. The officer took the details, and a copy of what  I thought was his number plate. After I had given her all the details of what he said and what he was wearing, and any other details I could remember, she said to me that I had correctly identified the owner of that car. By the time I left the Police station I caught the train home. I was exhausted and still shaken. One of the Officers called me on Sunday, two days after this incident had happened, and just went through, with me, what I had remembered. I was still pretty shaken, and talking with her gave me goosebumps. Once again, she said that I had described the guy who owns the car I reported, to a T, and that someone would be in contact with me sometime through the week.  I have just had a call from the Police and they are coming to see me this Sunday to show me some photo's to see if I can recognize the guy. Fingers crossed I correctly identify him. I am  still shaken about it, this sort of thing doesn't happen to me, it's stuff that happens to other people but not ME. Before Sunday I need to clear my art desk because my art room is in my dining room. I will need a clear space for the Police to lay the photos on. I will also need to make sure Romeo doesn't walk across my desk while the Police are here! He has a habit of walking across my desk often! He sleeps on the window ledge  thein the sun, and then walks across whatever is on my desk. (A lot of 'stuff')  I'm not sure what happens after I do a photo ID, but I will post it here. There may be a court case, we'll see. 

I (still) haven't done any crafting, 😥 mainly because I am not 100% well. I still have really low energy levels, and just feel sooo tired all the time. I see my GP next Tuesday and hope to find out if I need blood tests to check if it's low B12 levels, low Cortisol, or something else. As far as I know it's the after effects of  having Covid, complicated  by the fact that I have Addison's Disease.  Thanks for dropping by! Have a SUNSHINE day! Remember to be your authentic self, and shine bright each and every day!                                                   

I Shouldn't Have to Beg For Medication That Literally Keeps Me Alive.

Due to being unwell and in hospital with an Addison's Crisis I have not done any crating for awhile. I was in hospital for four days, and it was not pleasant at all. I was denied medication that literally keeps me alive. Without it I will die. One morning I didn't get it. I had begun to feel very weird and like I was about to pass out. (this is the first indication that I am going into a coma that I will not come out of.) I asked the nurse for the medication and was told that I had already had it. I knew I hadn't had it.  I asked another nurse and she too said I had already had it 3 hours ago. I told her his was not true. By now I was feeling very unwell, and went to the reception area in the ward I was in, and told them I had not had the medication and that I need it asap as I was about to pass out. She too said I'd already had it 3 hours ago. I was trying to tell her I had NOT been given it when she interrupted me and said they don't have it on the ward and would have to get it from the pharmacy. I told her I needed it urgently because it literally keeps me alive. I was very dizzy by now and went back to my room to lay down. If i was going to pass out it was safer for me to bed on my bed, rather than hit the solid floor in reception. My room was next to reception so I went to lay down. Within a minute a nurse came running in with my medication, 3 1/2 hours late. Once I took the medication I knew I would be ok. The nurse told me she was out of breath because she had run to bring me the medication. My reply was, 'well better that you're out of breath than me literally dying!'  It wasn't a pleasant experience at all, and I just wanted to get out of there and go home. The challenge is, the Doctors and nurses in general have not idea how crucial it is that I get my medication on time. Addisons Disease is very rare and can quickly turn fatal. I shouldn't have to beg for medication that literally keeps me alive.  Luckily I was ok and was discharged the following day. I am still struggling badly with lack of energy/low Cortisol, which is from having Covid. Yes, I have the new release form Lavinia Stamps (The Faelight Chronicles) but I haven't even used them because I have no energy. I just want to sleep and block out the World at the moment. I often sleep during the day just to re-charge my batteries. If only it was that easy! The cats, Romeo and Wookie, think it's great, they both come and join me on the bed! Yesterday I had gone into my room to sleep. When I woke up an hour later, there was Romeo sleeping on my left hand side, and Wookie on my right hand side! And both cats were snoring!

There's been other stuff going on as well, and I just haven't done any crafting lately. I want to, but I just don't have the energy. Hopefully things will get better soon, fingers crossed! My Doctor said it's the after effects of having Covid, and  how having Addison's has complicated things. 'Just have patience] he said, and 'rest when you need to.' It sounds oh-so-easy, but I am struggling with that! I am not one to sit and do nothing!

Ok, that's it for now, I need to go and rest/sleep. Thanks for dropping by! Have a SUNSHINE day! Remember to always be your authentic self, and shone bright each and every day!

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