The Gig.

Over the weekend I went to see a band play with a good friend.
A little risky, (dark, people that have had too much to drink accidentally bumping into me or thinking my eye patch and cane is for show etc.), but just something I used to do very normally.
In keeping tradition alive we both bought some merchandise, to help out the band and for nostalgia.

So that was really good.

The next day my Mum, the children and I went to a world class surfing wave that I used to go to before I became unwell that also has a good, safe swimming spot.
It was cool because I got to see some quality surfing go down, (a lot of the top 44 surfer’s from around the world are in town for an annual event held here at this particular beach), and have a swim in the ocean on a hot sunny summer day.

Condition wise I (am obviously far from ok) could be a lot worse and not have any access to the medical system.

Something I NEVER forget.

I had meeting with an assessor from the Government on Friday which is good. Because of my condition being so rare I don’t fit into a lot of their categories, so they then made an appointment for me with a person with a medical background to both meet me and look over some of the notes from my doctors.
So some forward direction from big brother.
Maybe.