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blue nurse

A random blog which informs about my life's events, strange insights and the occasion complaint ... if you can handle all that, then maybe we can talk about becoming friends

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Location: Sydney, New South Wales, Australia

I am a registered nurse, living in Sydney, about to begin my first year of real work. I grew up around the Pacific and have friends from various parts of the world ... mainly AUS, PNG, & USA. Recently I fell in love with travel and would love to do more. I think it would be awesome to have friends in every country and really get to know the locals therefore having a more indepth experience of the culture than just being an average tourist. I have a passion for education, stopping poverty, caring for the elderly, and the freedom for people to have alternative lifestyles. It would be a mad experience to work with the United Nations, Amnesty International or a likewise organisation to help eliminate poverty - I know, I know, bit of a Bleeding Heart and all that ... but I like it. :)

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Ice, Ice, Baby!

Well, the public has been informed that approx. 73, 000 people in Australia are classed as 'ice' addicts.

"The ANCD report, released at the National Press Club, finds that nearly 10 per cent of Australians have tried methamphetamines, a psycho-stimulant drug which goes by the street names ice, speed and base."

When I did some clinical at sexual health & HIV clinics, I was informed about ice ... what I was told was that it is much quicker process to become addicted to ice than to other drugs e.g. heroin. Ice gives a quicker and more advanced high than other drugs and is more easily available than other drugs. Ice has actually been around for a quite awhile but it is only now that it has hit the television media (from my perspective ... which is most likely completely inaccurate due to the amount of times I actually watch the news), and hopefully something will be done.

"More treatment programs are crucial, with only an estimated one-third of methamphetamine addicts receiving help."

Yet upon watching "Requiem for a Dream" recently (it is a bluntly honest movie against the usage of drugs), it was pointed out to me that none of the addicts in the movie actually wished to stop taking the drugs regardless of the circumstances which they started taking the drugs. And it is that point which hits the issue square on the head ... people need to have the desire to change ... starting from the inside and working outwards. Non-addicts also have a responsibility ... to support and nurture people who want to change, who desire to change, who struggle to change.

If you know anyone who is taking drugs, try not to judge them ... peer pressure is a extremely hard thing to stand up to and once they are hooked on the drug ... it really isn't that easy to stop. So please, help your friends, your family, your co-workers change if that is their desire.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Nothing

It's really strange the things you plan to do when you allocate yourself a week to do anything:
Go for walks
Visit the elderly
Take photos
Do spring cleaning
Make a couple of scrapbooks
Read a variety of books
Sleep
Get a haircut
Educate yourself
Write letters
File
Go shopping
Do all the important things that have been building up for the past three years that need to be done

And it is really strange the things that you end up doing in the allocated week:
Sleep in
Watch midday soapies/dramas ... hating every min!!
Eating junk food
Wearing the carpet out from the bedroom to bathroom to computer room and back
Getting "4 eyes" from watching too much TV & using the internet too much
Trying to convince yourself that making lists of things to do (tomorrow) means you are actually doing something (today)

Yes, maybe, just maybe, I should leave the dorm and discover the world that is out there in my local suburb ... or maybe I will go and watch the late night telly!

P.S. don't worry, pretty soon, I will be bitching bout my new job & all the work I have to do & the crazy shiftwork & dodgy patients etc. The world will have it's revenge ... I promise! :(

Sunday, January 07, 2007

My trip in 25 words or more ...

Well, at the moment I am at an USA uni; my trip is roughly 3/4 of the way over and apart from the joy of no longer having to live out of a suitcase, I will be sad to return back to Australia.

Before my venture over the Pacific Ocean, I was told that i would contract a disease calling the travelling bug and that my USA trip will be the beginning of a long sequence of random trips to strange yet beautiful places. I refused to believe this: I am a nurse after all; I have had all my vaccinations against diseases AND have moved around enough in my lifetime to know that travelling is not my thing.

Well, for once; and I need to emphasis the ONCE, I am wrong. I did contract this travelling bug.

This trip is not over but I have learnt so much so far. I have conquered fears and meet new ways of doing old things. Let me enlighten you of some randomness of my trip thus far.

What has happened:
- Been to DisneyLand (yeah, ho hum, tourist you say! Well, YES! I am!! But not just that ... my visit to DisneyLand was my first journey into a real amusement park and my first adventure on a rollarcoast and I can now say that I have meet fear face on and stomach up and I did the only thing i could: I screamed, oh, and yelled hate messages to friends!)
- Celebrated a cold Christmas (no snow but who wants to be 100% traditional ... anyway, it felt cold enough to be snowing)
- Was almost murdered by a bowling ball (I will not, I repeat, will not, give many details but believe me ... having a 8 pounder bowling ball land inches - please note the use of American measurement - from my head is enough to scare you into appreciating life)
- Introduced to sea lions (loud bullies!)
- Went to the beach (I know, I know, sounds stupid ... American beaches and all but it was so much fun!! Cold but fun rocks ... who knew water + rocks = FUN! Oh, yeah, and I have learnt new maths equations which use words ... all together now, Oooo Ahhh!)
- was in a elementary drag race (Wiggle Cars rock!!)
- Went from underdog to overachiever in Dutch Blitz ... even with a handicap ... and no, it is not being Australian
- Got a tatoo
- Was introduced to U.S. history classes (And in my personal opinion ... the Klu Klux Kan are bastards)
- Was attacked by Mase spray ... let's just say it will stop anyone in their tracks!
- Made 2 bowls on the pottery wheel - now there's therapy when you just want to hit someone!
- And continued to develop unhealthy sleeping habits

Due to the fact I have never been diagnosed with the travelling bug before, I am unsure if I have typical symptoms. I have been motivated to do some pretty crazy things and have started having hallunciations (or is it dreams? I can never distinguish between the two!). Let me give you examples:

Shaz's Travelling Bug Symptoms
- the halluncination to travel to other places; some again and some new: different parts of USA, Europe, NZ, PNG, QLD, Africa ... you know ... the world!
- the biazzare desire to go to school: night school, collage classes, pottery, history, politics, & geography classes
- the need to take at least 5 photos a day ... I am sure that is unhealthy on some level but that is what the travelling bug does to you
- becoming fasincated by ordinary every day things like car number plates, words, music, scenery, mailboxes ... FREAK OF NATURE!!!
- greater appreciation of ... wait for it ... AUSTRALIA!! Yep, this is a serious, almost fatal, symptom
- having a vision to start an Amnesty International group
- being complelety confused ... yes, more than usual ... South is cold, I am on the West Coast not the East, measurements, temperature, & money is foregin, and the Southern Cross is not in the sky to guide me ... forever lost ... well, until I return to Australia that is.
- Developing a trusting nature towards others that they will not lead me astray or get me more lost

And the large component of this disease is the auditory trouble I have been hearing. So many things have sadden me recently:

Are those voices real?
- In India, the children of postitutes have to sleep/live under the same beds their mothers are working on
- When the white Americans started to conquer USA from the Native Americans, they traded blankets with them ... only thing was the blankets were lined with small pox and villages were mass murdered for the sack of being able to say "THIS (bloody) LAND IS OURS"
- In India, it is thought that it is better to be a dog in America then a man in India - think about it
- Around the Civil Rights Movement, certain newspaper editors wrote how black people were unable to make moral decisions thus whites had to 'teach' them and if they stepped out of their place then it was the unquestionable duty of white people to shoot them
- In certain parts of Africa, children are both the weapons and the victims of war
- In India, the children of postitution start carrying on the family business at the young age of 12 or 13

The travelling bug has also provided me with flashbacks of what feels like another life.

Woh, dude, these flashes remind me of the good old 60s & my acid experiment:
- In this land that I am in, this land of pleaty, of excess, of homely environments, this land that is so similiar to Australia yet so different ... I have flashbacks of my time in PNG, of my 3 yr old niece, the fear I have that she could die from malaria, or contract AIDS, or suffer in poverty ... the flashback I have of my promise never to let that happen to her or my other nieces and nephews ...

Yet with stating all the travelling bug symptoms clearly I have reached the decision that maybe this disease is unique. maybe the travelling bug is not a bad thing to have. Maybe the travelling bug disease is actually a blessing in disguise.

Good vs. evil
- The travelling bug has attacked me greatly and I am unsure if I should feel guilty for saying this but sometimes I have enjoyed it and sometimes I haven't. Travelling has forced me to not just meet new people and places but to learn more about myself, to have a greater appreciation for my home and my life and to be educated. This is worth far more than my travel expenses as the value of such things is priceless (and yes, that is different from worthless!)