There undoubtedly is.
The full flavour of one's personality (not to mention the impact of one's handsome face and sculpted buttocks, etc) doesn't come across during trolling.
As I've said before, the online harvest and enjoyment of rage's sweet nectar can be integrated as part of a balanced and fulfilling lifestyle.
kiwibiker is full of love, an disrespect.
- mikey
Its diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; its life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
Friday afternoon and I am still in bed. Dogs are both snoring their heads off on the floor beside me, and I know they are enjoying some quiet company. An incredibly confusing year has come to an end, and I begin to work very hard at being the person I want to be again, and grab hold of the drive and determination that very much used to be a part of me.
Not crying for attention. Couldn't give a stuff about that. But what I do care about is updating some very dear people out there with where I am at after much silence. I know many of you have been following my blog. But I have kept a lot of information off that for various reasons.
Last Friday I made a phone call to my mum. I had just managed to walk away from the very life I was living and felt something inside me I had not felt for a very long time. I asked her to think back to 2 days before my accident and what I told her. I said I was at the point on my life of pure excitement, hugely happy, could take on anything and would be fighting very hard to a better job and really begin living life on my own. I rode that weekend with a smile fixed upon my face, thrilled to bits with how I had made it through some personal challenges and had earnt my freedom. This was happiness. I had the confidence in me to take it all on!
I regained this feeling for my first time last Friday. I walked away from all that has been, all the confusion in my life as a result of lossing it all in the first place. And excitement burnt inside me so much that I simply had to call my family and let them know I was there.
After a huge amount of applications and exams, testing, meetings, interviews, offers that were not right for me... I might nearly be there and be about to start my new career. It's been over a year since loosing my long term job. I made the best of the situation I had up until now, and am taking control and making sure I now choose the future I want.
My leg is still greatly swollen. It is very much still full of fluid, and the pain in very high when I feel each pulse of blood moving past my plate and screws. Most doctors are saying its fine, I will one day ask if I needs to be taken out. My neck feels like exploding with pressure each and every day. I have 80% movement to one side, and about 50% movement the other way. Qucik movement trigger migraines. My back hurts put these pains have become a normal pain, and something that now seems to be part of me. I notice them when I think about it, but carry on as normal until my body tells me I have done too much (life splitting firewood last weekend - fuck that hurt! - But I got it done) Living on trammadol and sleeping tablets and thanking the world for having such great drugs.
I ride my bike and fall more in love with every time. Often throwing up from pain after a long ride with the pressure in my neck, but also used to how that feels knowing it will never be the same again. I am lucky enough to even be holding it up on a sports bike and riding so certainly no complaints there. I rode from Wellington to Auckland over Easter to see my family. I was not very well for the week following and now know that one way in a day was more than my body was that chuffed about. Use to do it so easily and have done many times before. But smaller steps for a while and I respect it will take time.
I have lost my confidence as a person hugely through recent events. I have been living on my own and keeping very much to myself in this little world I have. I ride mostly on my own now, and tread with great caution around all those who showed their true colours to me over the past while. Nothing wrong with getting back to doing things solo again. I was so happy doing it before the crash, I am now learning to accept it again and also how to enjoy it again. I began this ride on my own, and for myself. I now continue it in the same fashion. Time to get back on my feet, learning how to sleep again slowly, getting a little more energy by the day, and will find a job that is mine to work very hard in and begin paying off all the loans and expenses a silly mistake one afternoon cost me.
Riding to Manfield to watch the VMCC winter series on Saturday. Lookig forward to a nice cruisy ride up, catch up with some great folk, and then get home to my pups that simply love to me bits, and are still there right at my side. I am helping out with the LifeFlight Open day on Sunday, alongside Dave Greenburg, and Clive Button. Hugely looking forward to this day - come along and say hi, grab a saussie.
An overdue update, not a cry for attention. Those who know me well see it in my eyes each time they see me, I am a different person these days, and fighting hard to get back to where I want to be. What a ride so far.... what would I do without motorcycling?
Awesome update, you are an amazingly strong woman and I respect you greatly, Take care xoxo
Doesn't play well with others!
Great to hear that you are still out there on two wheels. Very sorry to hear that you are still living in so much pain.
I will keep praying for a complete recovery for you
GodBless
Martin
Think of others before yourself
Stop being a superhero Katie - if you want wood splitting you KNOW who to call...
You need any more doing?
Katiepie, you take it just one day at a time aye, what have I always told you? "small, steps"
Seems you might've actually got the hang of doing just that.
You didn't die that day, you've fought long and hard, things and people have come and gone, but Katiepie is.
Nothing wrong with having a cry, even if it's the hundredth in a day, it proves your still alive and kicking and it gets things out of the system.
A lot has happened that most of us out here don't know, we don't need to. Long as we know you are still kicking back at anything that gives you shiete, that's all the matters.
You have many many many friends out here.
Ask and it'll get done, on ya Paul, I hate chopping wood.
Next time you're up this way, remember there are a few of us up here who'd love to ride or just have a yarn with ya.
Yes, this is KB and yes I've written something dumb, go on boys tell me about it.
I don't give a big rats backside katiepie is a friend and always gives me great big hugs when I see her, so there.
Every day above ground is a good day!:
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