Monthly

So it looks like I've gone to monthly postings. I suppose that indicates how boring my life is at the moment.

Had my last ever trip to Kalgoorlie for work last week. They have finally found a person to replace me, he's called Mick, he's Irish and he's seventy years old. Long term prospect there then. Still as long as I don't have to go anymore it's fine by me. From now on I only have to visit there when I want to not when I'm told to. In fact I didn't want to go this time, I mean no one ever took me there on my first trip and showed me round. I was just given the car, directions and sent off to the red dirt. I thought I'd get out of it as I had no one to cat sit but rather unbelievably the boss said they work would pay for the cat hotel! That one's going to confound the auditors I'm sure.

I have come back again with health issues though. It must be Kalgoorlie. This time I've got a buggered shoulder and an even more buggered neck. I woke up yesterday with the tiniest twinge in my left sternocleidomastoid (look it up). By the time I got to the freeway entry I couldn't look over my right shoulder. Not that this is a major problem in Perth as you just randomly pull into the oncoming traffic without looking anyway. However after three patients at work I realised that there was no way I could continue with the screaming pain in my neck.

So once again I had the pleasure of the Physio ($59) the Doctor ($63) the pharmacy ($33) the Medicare office ($32.50 refund) all to still be in pain 24 hours later. Health care here is pretty expensive when you think about it. If I was still in the UK all that would have cost me was the price of a script: £7.20. Remember that when you hear people moaning about the poor old NHS.

I'm taking temazepam which is completely zonking me out. I daren't get in the car in case I end up in a tree somewhere. And I have another physio appointment this afternoon. I'm not sure they really do anything. Are they medical professionals or in league with the chiropractors? Who knows. If it doesn't make any difference today then I'm not going again. It is however about the only way I ever get money back from my health insurance fund.

I hate being home sick, especially when I'm not actually bed bound, just not able to work. I would go into town, but would feel like a total skiver. And the fact that its absolutely piddling down is a bit of a de-motivator too. Especially as I'd have to catch public transport as I definitely can't drive.

Did I already say that? I think the drugs are kicking in......