Thank you DDA

I'm so pleased this country has a Disability Discrimination Act. Once this was pointed out to the clinic mentioned in my last blog, the second letter I received was significantly more accommodating. I didn't expect as much as they offered. But am very happy. I am about as protected as I could have hoped from the chemicals that were making me sick, while still visiting a public place.

1. I have a separate room to wait in away from the general populace - it is well ventilated & I can sit outside on the veranda
2. The clinic I now attend has better ventilation & I can still see my own GP
3. I can leave straight after & pay by phone & not wait at perfumed reception to pay
4. The air perfume dispenser will be removed from one toilet

Well done to them for coming through.

Re: Air Fresheners

We have reviewed your requests re air fresheners and perfumes.

Our clinic is designed to provide the best experience for the majority of our patients and as such we will not be making any changes.

Yours sincerely...

How are you...?

Today my husband asked me a series of "How are you doing?" questions...

How are you doing physically? - horizontal
How are you numerically? - in two minds...
How are chronologically? - time will tell
How are you genetically? - superior
How are you carteographically? - located
How are you epistemologically? - uncertain
How are you meteorologically? - temperate

Awareness Week

Ink Pink has been busy. She has sent out letters & information leaflets to all of her nearest & dearest. She has sent them to pollies & local media outlets. She has also written various letters to editors. She's a bit tired & hopes her small efforts make a difference to someone somewhere.

Smells from my apartment

Burnt toast in the mornings or anytime of day
The lady in number four's wet washing on the line
everyone's smells different but you can tell her's anytime
Cigarette smoke, barbeque, onions, perfume
Solvents the workmen use on the building two doors down
Wet greenery, damp Earth
Exhaust fumes
Second hand perfume on the suit of my husband as he arrives from work and heads to the "decontamination room" (the second bedroom)
And straight into the shower
Where I sit on the side of the bath while he showers and we talk about our days.

Glum

Ink Pink is sad. She realises that "at the age of thirty[something] she will never drive through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair". She's definitely not into jumping of rooves though. She needs to listen to the three little birds who tell her "every little thing is gonna be alright". So that's what she is doing now.