Happy New Year!

A great big happy New Year to all my readers!


Its 2015!! Yay :) 

Now comes New Year's resolutions, mine are to become more organised, get fit, to always take my blood pressure medication on time and to one day take my cat for a walk on a leash (how cool would that be??) 

I probably won't keep all of my New Year's resolutions (except the one about my cat) but its fun trying! 

Do you have any New Year's resolutions? Comment below! 

-   the-average-cyborg-girl

Happy Birthday To My Little Bro!

Happy birthday to the best, the kindest and the most awesome brother on the planet!

You are such an amazing person and you've always been there for me

HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!!!

lots of love from your goofy sister 



Quote of the Week!



Its Saturday and that means its quote time!

This week's quote comes from one of my favorite childhood authors, the magical Brian Jacques





I feel like Brain Jacques was one of the biggest reasons I was able to survive school. If I had been bullied or was feeling alone, all I needed to do was open up the covers of a "Redwall" book and the world never seemed such a bad place.

Brain Jacques's wonderful land of English woodland creatures is something that will forever rest in my heart.


“Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.”
Brian Jacques, Taggerung 


Thank you Brian Jacques for all the adventures, all the riddles and the feasts, all the times you made me laugh and the times the talking animals in your stories made me cry. 

-  the-average-cyborg-girl

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to my wonderful readers! I hope you've all had/are having an absolutely splendorous, magnificent, superb time!


Many blessings for the new year  -  the-average-cyborg-girl 



This post may not have much of a point...













-   the-average-cyborg-girl


How I knocked a wire out of place in my heart with a car door

I am a clumsy person

Right now, I'm at the age where I can legally drive a car but I'm too scared. I just don't want to kill anyone. It feels like me keeping off the road is like a service to humanity.

 
In a way to illustrate my clumsiness, I would like to write about the time I knocked one of the wires in my heart out of place with a car door. 

After I had my ICD (pacemaker/defibrillator) device implanted I was told that I couldn't move my arms much for a couple of months. I wasn't allowed to reach for things, lift heavy objects, slam into things, become a professional footballer, climb ladders etc. 

I was good and responsible most of the time 



It was almost at the end of the three month can't-move-my-arms time period when I concocted the  ingenious scheme to stay at a friend's place



We did the usual fun things you do when you stay over at a friend's house 

We played multiple games of chess 



 watched a movie. 



We went across the street and checked out the Spring Fair 

(I bought this awesome Owl Handbag from the Kid's section) 

 

and drove to the local shops to get pizza 

all the way I was extremely jealous of my Friend's superior driving skills


But while I was stepping out of the car something happened...  

I slammed the car door right on my new ICD! 





It hurt quite a lot but I decided to ignored it, I waddled in after my friend and began drowning my sorrows in pizza 


A little while later when I was safely back at home and I had forgotten about the incident, it was time for my annual check up at the hospital








The Doctor said that the device had recorded that the wire was knocked out of place on the 21st of September. I tried to remember if I had done anything different on that day. 


I thought and thought and thought. September the 21st, what had I been doing? I did remember something about pizza and a unicorn but apart from that my mind was blank. 

"Weren't you at Tif's place on the 21st?" my Mum said suddenly, then it all came flooding back. 

The owl handbag, the twelve games of chess, Voldemort killing the unicorn, eating pizza and the car door.

The Doctor said that I would probably need an operation to adjust the wire. I went home feeling like a deflated balloon. 


During the three hour trip home I bean to feel a little bit better. At least I didn't need to have the operation soon right? So thing weren't that bad. I looked out the window and smiled as the landscape became more familiar and country looking and I felt a surge of excitement at the thought of finally going home. 

Then the mobile phone rang 


I needed the operation tomorrow 


I was not happy 

And that is the true story of how I really, really badly knocked one of my wires out of place with a car door. 

Go me. 

Stay tuned to read about what happened the next day, featuring a four hour wide awake heart operation, bad poetry and an almost premature escape. 

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-   the-average-cyborg-girl 



Quote of The Week!

I've decided that every Saturday I will post and illustrate some of my favorite quotes

This week's quote is by a personal hero of mine, she is none other than the beautiful and awe inspiring Mother Teresa


 

“Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.”  
― Mother Teresa



Wouldn't it be wonderful if this was the way everybody lived? The world would be such a better place

I have been deeply challenged by this quote and its something which I personally need to work on. How can you spread love and kindness to each individual you encounter? Comment below :) 

Thanks for reading 

-   the-average-cyborg-girl 

The importance of taking my heart medication on time and how messing it up makes me feel like a zombie

 Every day I take six tablets for my heart. Three tablets in the morning and three at night.



If I take my tablets at eight in the morning with my breakfast (banana and Vegemite on toast) then I'm meant to have them around about eight at night. This doesn't always happen. A lot of the time because I am silly and forgetful, I take my tablets hours after the appointed time. Sometimes I even take them hours before.  Taking my tablets late or early effects my blood pressure. 

I took my tablets two and a half hours early yesterday and it made me feel like a zombie 



I've had a cold for the last week or two and my blood pressure has been pretty low. Last week it dipped down to 71/44 which gave me a good excuse to stay in bed with my Burmese kitten and Laptop.  

I don't think it got as low as 71/44 yesterday but I could tell it wasn't good. 

When I began to have my not-as-bad-but-not-to-good low blood pressure episode, Mum took me to one of the most magical places upon this noisy,  technology fueled crust which we call the earth's surface

Yes the bookshop, the dwelling place of the heart's true home



This bookshop was one of those pop up ones for the Christmas season, it  mostly contained books with titles I have never heard before and was run by a man in a striped white shirt and green apron. I walked around in a daze, glancing at covers and scanning through blurbs, completely absorbed in the beauty of literature.

Then my brain began to feel fuzzy 



Not badly, but enough to tell me that bending down to pick up books from the bottom shelves was a bad idea 

And I began to feel tired 



" Mum" I said to Mum while I leaned slightly on a book case, "I'm feeling a little icky." Mum looked with concern. "Are you alright? We can go home if you want." she said, I looked at the sea of books around me. "I'll be alright and anyway, we promised we'd help clean out the store room at the Church Hall for the homeless people." 

We continued walking around the bookshop and after purchasing two books we walked to the car




I began to get that slightly nauseous, dehydrated feeling that comes over me when my blood pressure is really low




We drove to the hall and began to get to work. Mum gave me a chair and handed me a bottle of water. While she moved boxes of food, I scrawled down words like 'cereal' and 'breadcrumbs' on sticky labels to put on Tupperware containers. Very slowly I began to feel better. 

Water, I have found is one of the best things for making my blood pressure rise. The more liquid I slurp, the better I feel and this case was no exception.  

I ended up feeling fine and having a fun time with Mum. 

 

 If there is one thing I learnt through this experience its that I need to watch the time and take my tablets when I need to, not when its convenient or when I feel like it. Yesterday turned out just great in the end because I was able to sit down and scull two bottles of water but I have to be mindful to be responsible with my health. 
Because when you've been given a chance like I have you why wouldn't you make the most of it?



Thank you so much for reading a post from The Average Cyborg! 

Is there anything you could be doing to improve your health? Comment below

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-   the-average-cyborg-girl 




Share Peace


               In light of the Martin Place Siege and the devastating killings at the Pakistan school, we must always remember to...


and




-   the-average-cyborg-girl 




The Martin Place Siege

I'm sure most of you have heard about the terrifying siege that took place in the chocolate shop at Martin Place, Sydney Australia. I have family members and friends living in Sydney and my Grandparents actually live only ten minutes away from where the siege was held. Yesterday I spent most of the day with my eyes glued to the computer screen, watching live footage from outside Martin Place, hoping and praying with the rest of the nation for a good outcome to such a horrible situation.

Today I woke up and learnt that three people had died. The young manager of the shop (Tori Johnson), a mother of three children (  Katrina Dawson) and the alleged gunman.

It is believed that Tori Johnson was killed while wrestling the weapon from the gunman, allowing others to escape.

Its just so sad

I'm so sorry for the family's of the people killed in the siege, there is nothing really on this earth more traumatizing than losing your loved ones, to lose them in such an awful way must be simply heartbreaking.

People mourning the hostages have left flowers outside the cafe

More and more people placed flowers in the square in memory of the dead.


People also brought flowers to leave at the scene in memory of those who lost their lives.

Representatives from Sydney's Muslim community also placed flowers.










In the midst of all this pain and sadness, there is something which does give me hope - its called illridewithyou

The illridewithyou movement is a way to support Muslims in Australia who are afraid of an islamophobic backlash after the events of the Martin Place siege.

Reportedly, 702 ABC have had calls from Muslim listeners who say they are afraid of using public transport at the moment. The hashtag 'illridewithyou'  originated from a women called Rachael Jacobs who when riding on a train, noticed a Muslim women quietly taking off her head covering.  In her Facebook post she said that she ran after the Muslim woman at the train station and told her "Put it back on. I'll walk with you." and hence the movement was born.

The illridewithyou hashtag has really taken off and in a matter of hours it was used in almost 120,000 tweets.




This has helped restore my faith in humanity

Through tragedy we must find unity, peace and love. I am so thankful for the police who risked their lives for the hostages at Martin Place, I am so grateful for the illridewithyou movement which is showing support for so many in the Muslim community, I am so proud of Tori Johnson for paying the ultimate price to allow others to have a chance to live and I am so sorry for the families who have lost their loved ones and whose lives are now changed forever.

It will be always remembered

-  the-average-cyborg-girl