Corellas in the trees

At about 6am this morning the Corella flock moved along the water’s edge. Not far from the traffic bridge one of them was hit by a car. The bird was killed although probably not instantly.

At 8:30 am I came along and the flock had settled about the body of their fellow flock member . They were on both sides of the road and whenever the road was free of traffic they moved onto the road. They didn’t move away even when I rode through them. I stopped for a moment and thought about moving the little body but the last time I had interceded with a bird that had died it was in the back yard here and none of the birds who had been eating from my hand would come near me again. I guess they associated me with the death.

At about 9:30 am someone had moved the battered corpse and placed it on the roadside. Two Corella had been left behind in a vigil and were on the nearest antenna mast. I believe they stayed there all day watching over the body of their companion. I am very touched.

Now to that part of the post which might be considered TMI. Too much information!

Since I was spear-tackled and slammed into the pavement by the firemen I have had a raft of pain and all sorts of problems. As the soft-tissue damage has slowly healed up the remaining problems have become more obvious. One which irritates me immensely is a bowel problem. I seem to feel a need to go to the toilet almost constantly and yet when I have attempted to use it there has been no outcome. That is a big change in circumstance. I admit to monitoring my bowels a bit self consciously. When I first started using pain killers there were painful and debilitating events of constipation that lasted a week or more. It took several years to get my body accustomed to the chemicals and establish a diet that assisted to establish normal movements so I am conscious of any changes.

Over the last few days as the final pain of the soft-tissue damage has almost cleared up there is a disturbing amount of back pain in several locations. At least one of the guys who jumped me did a knee drop onto my spine and as I was not expecting it and very unfit I suspect they have done real and lasting damage. There was a noise I have not heard since I broke all the bones in my left side during a motorbike accident. It could have been a whole lot of spinal joints being stressed and cracked like someone cracks their knuckles I guess. The trick will be to watch carefully until I am sure there is no soft-tissue damage at all so I can assess the areas of damage accurately and then to go and beg my doctor for more scans of my back. I am really upset that so many x-rays were taken of my ribs and areas that hurt on the night I was injured and yet because the soft-tissue damage was so bad they did not look at the points I have found to arising now.

I was not certain that even severe physical trauma could do any harm and create the constipation but it is quite bad now so I did research online and discovered that a damaged Lumbar section of the spine can cause it. Another factor is severe physical trauma of the kind associated with car accidents. I think I experienced something well within that range and It looks as though we will have the evidence when we go to court.

I am tiring very easily. At 3pm I have to sleep and then a few hours later. Sometimes I have to sleep through parts of the morning. I am able to handle less and less time working on complex drawings. It is in part all of the physical effects acting on my body that are adding to the difficulty in recovering. Big back pain from a number of places along the spine. It affects my breathing and makes it easier to take small breaths and forces me to limit my efforts. The constipation is a constant pressure and worry. Senokot is the medication in use for the moment. It is the bottom end of the scale of laxatives and is doing little more than assisting me to eject some rabbit pellets occasionally. I have used it before and as a gentle laxative I know it is quit good normally.

Tomorrow we will be going to try and get the attention of the duty solicitor at the Wyong Court. It means a long walk and waiting among a crowd of desperate people to see that person. I have to rely heavily on the case-worker from ADSSI. By the time I go through that process I will be shagged, in lots of pain and unable to function much. I have to try to try and stay lucid long enough to beg for access to another process