My long wheel base sprinter only had one rear spring. With the larger 4WD tyres on it kept bottoming out when hitting potholes. I had an extra spring added which gave it a lift of 30mm. handles much better and no longer rubs on the tyres when on rough roads.
Having hot chips on the beach and the Magpies decided to visit.
With whats going on in the world I thought a little fun was in order. This is the funniest thing Ive seen in a long time.
Managed to stay out of hospital for three weeks. Have spent everyday at the gym, on the bike trying to build up my lung function. I find out tomorrow if it was to any avail. Now down to 56% after scar tissue building up after numerous infections. The knee is paying for two months without gym work. Down to short walks and back to taking heavy pain killers. Trying to get back to a routine of walking every day too but its more every three days.
I had to travel out to the other side of the city to have a 30mm lift on the rear suspension and camp there overnight. I found this great little wet lands to explore and waste the day while I was waiting. I don’t know what hurt more the bad knee or the right hip from taking up all the work from the bad leg. Rehab is going to take longer than anticipated.
This shows the state of this country in both a positive and negative ways. I have had 20 hospital admissions since January and still no government support from local, NDIS, or charities. I called 20 charities when I managed to be released from hospital and they loved putting me on their books to get funding but supplied absolutely nothing in terms of help. The majority of help I have received has been from fellow homeless. From helping me to cook, to picking me up from admissions to moving my vehicle to friends houses for storage. I have come to feel nothing but contempt for most agencies that have been set up to, as far as I can tell to launder money in one way or another. I have met many people that are trying to help. However I have met even more that are actively being the problem, insisting on how much paperwork they can insert into orifices instead of using common sense.. These people are not only a hindrance to their jobs but also to humanity. Do they go home and say. (They didn’t contribute to society today but managed to move on homeless people in a tent that had no where else to go, but they got half a chubby from standing over others and threatening police intervention and fines to those that can barely afford food and fuel.) This is Australia! On a good note Albanazi gave 600 million to an overseas rugby team. Personally I will never watch another rugby game as long as I live. I hope Albanazi enjoys the nine inch dildo I posted to him.
Ive been thinking quite a lot lately as to whether to put up any more knife pics. For that matter even taking down old pics with the way things are looking in this world with law reforms concerning blades. Then the below poem came to mind. For evil to flourish it only takes people not to make a stand.
The only comment I can make on stopping knife crime is. I have never seen a stabbing or a robbery reported with the perpetrator using an expensive blade such as which is used by collectors and bushcrafters. The junkies and mentally unfit go to supermarkets and hardware stores to purchase the cheapest, nastiest piece of crap to commit crimes with. When they ban blades which they eventually will to include the total disarming process then it will come down to hammers, screw drivers, sports equipment. The Leftards will never stop!
First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist
Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist
Then they came for the trade unionists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist
Then they came for the Jews
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Jew
Then they came for me
And there was no one left
To speak out for me
Have now completed the flare kit installation and the Havelock Wool insulation with in the rear and side doors. Only have the rear spring lift and spare wheel carrier to adapt, cupboard doors to cut and the build is completed.
Well Almost 6 weeks in hospital. I get kicked out for the bed every few weeks and I’m back in de-saturating to 88% oxygen within two days. CT clear, all the other tests clear. luminex for rejection clear, clots, inflammation levels 2.6, etc. The latest theory! After 16 days with COVID last year, HMPV Virus this year and now Pseudomonas and pneumonia now the smaller parts of the lung (alveoli) have developed scar tissue. The doctors are now talking about permanent assisted oxygen when under physical stress. Great, eight weeks ago I was outlasting 25 year olds at the gym. Im 54.
Having already been on permanent oxygen for 12 years of my life. 2 before the first transplant and 10 after phoning the doctors and saying something was wrong and being told it was all in my head and the next week trying to be stabilized for bronchitis obliterans at 25% lung capacity. I’m not exactly in a good head space when dealing with doctors who say they don’t know what to do.. Dumbarses! I can go on nebulizer antibiotics that are generally used for treating CF patients to halt the Pseudomonas however they’re not subsidized by the government other than for CF therefore cost a small fortune and I have so far been turned down twice by the hospitals infectious disease section. Fukers.
So I’m up at 4am not being able to sleep, doing laps of the ward to avoid people on one liter of 02 trying to build up my strength and lung capacity until the 02 drops to 88%. My knee hurts so much I’m on the verge of taking enough endone to drop a small horse. Then bike in the afternoon doing the same thing. The only thing that kept me alive the first ten years post transplant was my GP and doing the exact opposite to what the specialist said. Ive been told I’m terminal eight times now. I like being a pain in the arse and proving the doctors wrong.
So life is a little up in the air at the moment. I don’t know whether to accept, fight or adapt. May have to sell the van or at-least find some where to plug into power over winter until I get get a room or a house and I hate living in houses after being stuck on a 9 meter 02 hose for 12 years. I need to be outside. If worse comes to worse I may be selling a vast collection of knives in the next few months along with some very specialized camping / bushcraft equipment that I had to import myself. Will have to see. Things like this do rearrange your head to what is important.
I only had the second transplant and went through a living hell of multiple operations, learning how to walk again and living in a shithole area surrounded domestic violence and crackheads to be able to look after my animals and they’ve all gone now. I’m fighting just out of habit after 20 years of this BS…….
EDIT 27th
Well I’m glad a few mates reminded me how much of a stubborn SOB I can be. I do like proving doctors wrong. Been pushing myself the last few days on the bike and laps of the ward and off the 02 and stabilized at 94% at rest and 90% under exercise. Still a lot of work to do but not on a hose. However another bad infection and at the moment I’m border line.
Not bad for an old IPhone 8
Sunsets along the beach at my last camping spot.
Been trying to keep busy with injuries, at-least getting some good pictures.
The river sit spot.
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