It is now January 2017 and I have finished this story about 6 months ago,.
What I would like now is for someone to read this and think it would make a good book or movie which is my dream.
If so please contact me on tahu007@iprimus.com.au and put in heading Your Story. Also promote it by forwarding it on to others.
Thank you.💛
Nameste.
Sunday, 8 January 2017
Thursday, 8 September 2016
THE NEXT 25 YEARS.?..?
I will continue to add to this blog when I feel I have the energy or inclination to do so.
My days are quietly at home resting due to Chronic fatigue syndrome and Fibromyalgia. I spend time with my 4 fur babies and after all the years of stress , trauma and uncertainty, I am happy to be quiet at my home. Watching TV which I hardly ever watched and pottering in my garden. I have made the peace for myself by making better.💙 choices.
My days are quietly at home resting due to Chronic fatigue syndrome and Fibromyalgia. I spend time with my 4 fur babies and after all the years of stress , trauma and uncertainty, I am happy to be quiet at my home. Watching TV which I hardly ever watched and pottering in my garden. I have made the peace for myself by making better.💙 choices.
FRIENDSHIPS LOST
The years 2006 till 2016. lost 4 dear friends from cancer and it was awful, I miss Leni, Pat, Des and Dee. To be continued...
2011 ISRAEL HERE I COME.
In 2011, I was lucky enough to go to Israel for 6 weeks and it was paid for by a friend yet again. I had a great time in Israel and will comment on that also in the near future.
MAWANDAS ARRIVAL APRIL 2008
Eventually Mawanda got a fiancee visa to come to Australia April 8th 2008. It was so nice meeting him again after 18 months of meeting him in Uganda. We met at the airport and came home to my place. We of course talked for hours and then became the journey of culture shock for Mawanda. We planned our wedding for the 31st of May 2008 and we had a beautiful day with friends who helped with the wedding and they too have vanished . Why people do this I dont know so it was myself and Mawanda alone. It was quite tough with different values and Mawanda not handling money very well. He however got a job after 3 months and has worked ever since. He is now a foreman. We broke up once and got back together. But due to finances we split up in 2015 as I had gone bankrupt in 2011 and Mawanda was still not handling money well. So we are now seperated but he visits me every weekend and does allot for me. He still wants to get back with me but that would take allot for me to do that now. I enjoy my own company and dont have all the hassle with money that he still has . I rather have it the way it is now. A friendship and carer for me. He is not interested in meeting anyone else. He doesnt, drink or smoke or going out socially. He is social phobic and just visiting myself is his outing, He enjoys talking the dogs he loves out for a drive or a walk. So thats where we are now September 2016. I feel at peace now.
MEHTAL HEALTH GROUP I HELPED RUN. 2000 to 2006
Before I go into the next story of Mawanda and myself, I helped to run a mental health group from 2000 to 2006 and it was nice to meet people who had mental health issues and yet they all abandoned me when I went to Uganda with other friends also. Very sad. But from the mental health group I began to have a stalker and this young man kept arriving at my door and sending me mail. I got very scared and had to have the police involved and my phone number changed and a restraining order. He did it again when Mawanda arrived 8th April 2008. So he got involved and thankfully he has not been in touch sinse. I helped this young man out and he got obsessed with me. So I learnt a lesson and wont do that again.
HOPE AN ANGEL
I am not sure if I repeat myself but if I do I am sorry. At 70 years old it is hard to remember.
When I got back to Australia after meeting Mawanda in Uganda I had culture shock myself and found myself feeling guilty when eating good food. I had put my story on to a blog I can no longer find but some one read it and I got an email from a complete stranger from USA who wanted to buy the air ticket for Mawanda to come to Australia.I at first thought it was a scam of some sort and was very scepital about it.
But one morning I woke up and there was an email from Hope telling me that there was something for me at the Post Office. I went there and low and behold there was $2000 in cash with a message from Hope saying hope you have an engagement and happy wedding. I just cried and could not beleive it. That was the beginning of all the hassle of getting Mawanda to Australia. I had to borrow money on credit cards for the visas that had to be paid. But I was so thankful to Hope for her caring spirit. Hope and I got very close and were in contact nearly every day.💜. One day soon after Hope phoned me to tell me she had been attacked and hurt very badly by her daughter. Details I will not go into. But Hope was badly hurt. She was in hospital for a few days and her daughter was in a security place? I felt so so shocked and sad that this had happened to such a caring person. In November 2007 Hope came to visit me for 6 weeks. We got on so well and not a cross word the whole 6 weeks. It was like we were soul sisters. We had a nice time together. Hope was in contact with Mawanda and yet they have not met yet? Hope also came to court to help me get Mawanda here and we won the appeal. I felt sad to see Hope go home. I love her very much.💚 and we are still in contact.
When I got back to Australia after meeting Mawanda in Uganda I had culture shock myself and found myself feeling guilty when eating good food. I had put my story on to a blog I can no longer find but some one read it and I got an email from a complete stranger from USA who wanted to buy the air ticket for Mawanda to come to Australia.I at first thought it was a scam of some sort and was very scepital about it.
But one morning I woke up and there was an email from Hope telling me that there was something for me at the Post Office. I went there and low and behold there was $2000 in cash with a message from Hope saying hope you have an engagement and happy wedding. I just cried and could not beleive it. That was the beginning of all the hassle of getting Mawanda to Australia. I had to borrow money on credit cards for the visas that had to be paid. But I was so thankful to Hope for her caring spirit. Hope and I got very close and were in contact nearly every day.💜. One day soon after Hope phoned me to tell me she had been attacked and hurt very badly by her daughter. Details I will not go into. But Hope was badly hurt. She was in hospital for a few days and her daughter was in a security place? I felt so so shocked and sad that this had happened to such a caring person. In November 2007 Hope came to visit me for 6 weeks. We got on so well and not a cross word the whole 6 weeks. It was like we were soul sisters. We had a nice time together. Hope was in contact with Mawanda and yet they have not met yet? Hope also came to court to help me get Mawanda here and we won the appeal. I felt sad to see Hope go home. I love her very much.💚 and we are still in contact.
Monday, 18 July 2016
YEAR 2000 TO 2006
I moved from a womens violence house to a Community Housing House in Gawler South in April 2000. It was great I would have a safe place to live for the rest of my life. It is a 60 yr old semi detached brick house but had been renovated and had a nice new kitchen and bathroom so I was very happy.
I made the place my own and had my 2 cats Tara and Jasper and Henry my pekingese. He unfortunately was only 4 yrs old and died only a few months after I moved in. He had hurt his spine and it could not be fixed. I was so sad and didnt get another dog for 6 months and had Maggie my Shitzu given to me around November 2000. She was a beautiful dog and died in 2009 aged only 10 years old. She had a heart problem. I still miss her. I miss Henry too.
I also had to have my teeth out and a new plate put in and that was the start of false teeth which I still dislike, in 2002. In 2003 I went to Melbourne for a few days with my friend Pat to a Chronic Fatigue Conference. It was very helpful. Sadly Pat died in 2004. I miss her so much.💚. I also lost my dear friend Jan in 2006 of cancer. Of all my friends she was always.💚 there for me and visited me often even when she was not well. I miss her so so much. Then I lost Leni and Dee both from cancer. It has been a sad time for me. I did a bit if clairvoyant work during this time but kept to myself as wanted to leave all the hurt behind.
I made the place my own and had my 2 cats Tara and Jasper and Henry my pekingese. He unfortunately was only 4 yrs old and died only a few months after I moved in. He had hurt his spine and it could not be fixed. I was so sad and didnt get another dog for 6 months and had Maggie my Shitzu given to me around November 2000. She was a beautiful dog and died in 2009 aged only 10 years old. She had a heart problem. I still miss her. I miss Henry too.
I also had to have my teeth out and a new plate put in and that was the start of false teeth which I still dislike, in 2002. In 2003 I went to Melbourne for a few days with my friend Pat to a Chronic Fatigue Conference. It was very helpful. Sadly Pat died in 2004. I miss her so much.💚. I also lost my dear friend Jan in 2006 of cancer. Of all my friends she was always.💚 there for me and visited me often even when she was not well. I miss her so so much. Then I lost Leni and Dee both from cancer. It has been a sad time for me. I did a bit if clairvoyant work during this time but kept to myself as wanted to leave all the hurt behind.
UGANDA, MUMBAI INDIA AND HOME.
After six weeks in Uganda it was time to go home and it was very sad. Mawanda cried so hard and myself and the children were in tears. Mawanda had his biological daughter Latifah, and had adopted 3 siblings who had lost their parents so he had Umaru, Medi and Shadia. They were in boarding school. Nothing like you would think a boarding school would look like. Some looked like our old hen houses. But the children got fed and schooled for a price. Mawanda being a policeman had to do that.
So he was a single man bringing up 4 children. I admire him for that.
I flew from Kampala to Ethiopia and onto Mumbai. I had a day and night and half another day there so had booked a hotel room. When I got there all I wanted was a hot shower. I got under the shower to find it was cold. But being so hot I didn't care, I so enjoyed that shower after six weeks of a bucket bath. So wonderful it felt. I was very tired.💚 and it was only around 3pm in the afternoon so I tried to sleep but couldnt so got up and dressed and decided to explore. I was near the Arabian sea so decided to head that way. I wandered around and bought a few nick nacks and a Indian outfit. Then I wandered down to the sea which was a dirty brown colour. I walked in the water and then wandered along the beach. Suddenly it went dark and it was around 6pm. I soon realized I was lost and could not find my way back. I wandered down various streets and little lanes and was getting very scared and anxious. It was over 2 hours of walking. Suddenly an angel appeared in the shape of a little boy. I gave him the name of my hotel and he took me back. I asked him to sign his name but he couldnt write. He was about 8 years old. So I gave him some money and he was thrilled. I was greeted at the door of the hotel with the staff worried I had had something happen to me. They were relieved to see me . They offered me a meal in the restaurant. Well there were about 8 young Indian men all dressed up in black and white all wanting to please me. I found it hard to eat with them all watching me. I asked if I could have my dessert in my bedroom and it was delivered there. It was a nice meal, 3 course about $5.00 in all. I slept well that night. I had a nice breakfast and walked around the hotel garden. Soon it was time to go to the airport and the taxi arrived and I got there on time. I made sure I had rupees on me and got good service getting my wheel chair and onto the plane as didnt want to be left alone like It was on my way over. I had a good flight to Dubai and had another long wait in their rest room area and a meal. I soon was on my way onto Adelaide and arrived home safe and sound. It took me 2 weeks to get over the jet lag as chronic fatigue syndrome kicked in big time, I had to rest and dream.
So he was a single man bringing up 4 children. I admire him for that.
I flew from Kampala to Ethiopia and onto Mumbai. I had a day and night and half another day there so had booked a hotel room. When I got there all I wanted was a hot shower. I got under the shower to find it was cold. But being so hot I didn't care, I so enjoyed that shower after six weeks of a bucket bath. So wonderful it felt. I was very tired.💚 and it was only around 3pm in the afternoon so I tried to sleep but couldnt so got up and dressed and decided to explore. I was near the Arabian sea so decided to head that way. I wandered around and bought a few nick nacks and a Indian outfit. Then I wandered down to the sea which was a dirty brown colour. I walked in the water and then wandered along the beach. Suddenly it went dark and it was around 6pm. I soon realized I was lost and could not find my way back. I wandered down various streets and little lanes and was getting very scared and anxious. It was over 2 hours of walking. Suddenly an angel appeared in the shape of a little boy. I gave him the name of my hotel and he took me back. I asked him to sign his name but he couldnt write. He was about 8 years old. So I gave him some money and he was thrilled. I was greeted at the door of the hotel with the staff worried I had had something happen to me. They were relieved to see me . They offered me a meal in the restaurant. Well there were about 8 young Indian men all dressed up in black and white all wanting to please me. I found it hard to eat with them all watching me. I asked if I could have my dessert in my bedroom and it was delivered there. It was a nice meal, 3 course about $5.00 in all. I slept well that night. I had a nice breakfast and walked around the hotel garden. Soon it was time to go to the airport and the taxi arrived and I got there on time. I made sure I had rupees on me and got good service getting my wheel chair and onto the plane as didnt want to be left alone like It was on my way over. I had a good flight to Dubai and had another long wait in their rest room area and a meal. I soon was on my way onto Adelaide and arrived home safe and sound. It took me 2 weeks to get over the jet lag as chronic fatigue syndrome kicked in big time, I had to rest and dream.
CULTURE SHOCK
I now understand what culture shock is as I felt it when I arrived in Uganda and also when I got home, I couldnt eat good food for a time. It made me feel guilty for eating and thinking of poor children starving.
Seeing a child laying in the street while the mother begged for food. It was terrible.
Mawanda also suffered with culture shock when he arrived in Australia and took him around 5 years to get used to the western culture. This is something that stressed our marriage.
Seeing a child laying in the street while the mother begged for food. It was terrible.
Mawanda also suffered with culture shock when he arrived in Australia and took him around 5 years to get used to the western culture. This is something that stressed our marriage.
UMARU THE YOUNG BOY WHO IS NOW A MAN
Umaru was my little guide in Uganda and we would walk around the village together. I had bought him a transitor radio and as there was no power and I had no computer it got a little quiet at times. So I had wrapped a electrical telephone cord around my case from Australia to hold it together. So Umaru took this cord and some how hooked it up to the battery radio and connected it to 2 old speakers being used as a table. Lo and behold we had music in our bedroom and one in the other room. So I bought many batteries to keep it going.
Kitty was a white so so skinny cat that Umaru had and it was living on a little rice. I used to feed him with my food when no one was looking. Kitty used to go next door and up into the roof looking for birds or something else to eat. The man next door said if that cat comes over again I will shoot him. So I made lead out of two of my belts and Kitty was then kept tied up if out side. He was allowed off lead inside. Not being desexed he naturally wanted to wander. Kitty apparently lived for a few years and then died.
There was a high wall around Mawandas house and I used to sit on the wall and watch people go by. You would never be lonely in Uganda. The look on the faces of these people when they saw a 60 yr old white lady with red hair was priceless. There would be men and women with various goods on their heads, material, cooking utensils, clothes and many other types of goods to sell. It was amazing. Also small monkeys would sit in the trees and watch me. I could just go back there again. It opened my eyes so much and inspired me to be a better person.
Kitty was a white so so skinny cat that Umaru had and it was living on a little rice. I used to feed him with my food when no one was looking. Kitty used to go next door and up into the roof looking for birds or something else to eat. The man next door said if that cat comes over again I will shoot him. So I made lead out of two of my belts and Kitty was then kept tied up if out side. He was allowed off lead inside. Not being desexed he naturally wanted to wander. Kitty apparently lived for a few years and then died.
There was a high wall around Mawandas house and I used to sit on the wall and watch people go by. You would never be lonely in Uganda. The look on the faces of these people when they saw a 60 yr old white lady with red hair was priceless. There would be men and women with various goods on their heads, material, cooking utensils, clothes and many other types of goods to sell. It was amazing. Also small monkeys would sit in the trees and watch me. I could just go back there again. It opened my eyes so much and inspired me to be a better person.
THE BAD, THE SAD AND THE GLAD IN UGANDA
I met a man in Uganda who said he was a pastor and had a small house and a large tent with many woman and children. I visited him a few times and gave him money. Mawanda told me to be careful who I talked to and gave money to, but the adventurer in me didnt listen. When I got back home to Gawler South Australia, I got a newspaper article sent to me over the Internet. This man was a child molester and was jailed for abuse of woman and children. I was heart broken and all I could think of was those poor woman and children.
Yet the children had happy smiles and yet some had sad eyes. I could tell by looking at them the ones who hurt the most and those who were happy. What you dont know or dont have means you dont miss it. They just were happy to see a white lady be kind to them.
Bless those children.
Yet the children had happy smiles and yet some had sad eyes. I could tell by looking at them the ones who hurt the most and those who were happy. What you dont know or dont have means you dont miss it. They just were happy to see a white lady be kind to them.
Bless those children.
LIFE IN UGANDA
The time I had in Uganda for 6 weeks was an unique experience. One day I decided to buy Umaru a bike and we went into the city on the bus and had a look around. I bought him a small transitor radio and some clothes. Then we went looking for a old second hand bike. They were so expensive around $100 for a second hand bike. After about 4 hours of walking we got one and had to get a taxi home . A old type car bumped up the old red dirt road to Mawandas place. I was exhausted but had made a little boy so happy, having his own bike.
Ashia was Mawandas cousin and she did most of the cooking and cleaning and we got on well. She was facinated with my red hair and helped me put in a rinse I had bought with me. This also facinated her. I ended up giving most of my clothes and make up to Aisha. She came to me one day and asked for something for her period. I was amazed as being 60 I didnt need anything like that so went out and bought her some pads. I dont know what she used to use? Nothing I suspect. Thats what I would take if I ever went again.
I would walk around the village and all the children would follow me liked the pied piper. So I would sit in the dirt and play games with them. They just loved it and I would make up games for them. On my last day in Uganda, I took Aisha to show her what a random act of kindness was and gave clothes away to the first woman I saw. The reactions where priceless as they were not used to this. I had a much lighter suit case going home.
I went to the Equator and to the zoo and various other places in Kampala the capital of Uganda.
My stay was amazing and one I will never forget.
SIX WEEKS IN UGANDA
From now on as I am in the last 10 years of my life till now, I will not go into the nitty gritty of anything or anyone as they are still important people in my life and I dont wish to comment on too many negative things in case I get sued. Just to cover myself,
I had a nice time in Uganda. I had days of going out visiting various places and other days staying at home and walking around the villages. On one trip to the Equator I had an experience that changed my heart. We set off on a small bus about a 10 sitter and it went very fast up and down the steep hills. I was sitting in the front with Mawanda and it was very scary. It was nice to see where the equator line was and to see the small stalls and have a drink in a small shop. It was about a 2 hour drive.
On the way back the bus stopped and a distraught young mother got in with a very sick baby. She sat right in front of me and I couldn't help but put my arms around her and pat the babies head. The baby was about 10 months old and was very hot. So I gave the mother my water bottle for her to give to the baby which she did. Mawanda was touching the baby's foot and whispered to me. She has just died. I was so upset but the mother didnt know and just kept holding it crying. I stayed sitting close to the mother processing what had just happened and was thankful the baby got a drink before she died. The people in the bus went quiet and the bus driver took her to a small hospital type clinic. The poor mother would then be told the baby was dead.
It just showed me how fragile life can be and how precious life is. I learnt a lesson about life and death that day.
I felt my health was much better in Uganda. The pain and fatigue was less and I enjoyed the warm weather. I think it is because there is not so much technology and electrical things around to interfere with the magnetic fields around my body. Plus I was eating natural food. I basically lived on fruit , beans and rice. .
I had a nice time in Uganda. I had days of going out visiting various places and other days staying at home and walking around the villages. On one trip to the Equator I had an experience that changed my heart. We set off on a small bus about a 10 sitter and it went very fast up and down the steep hills. I was sitting in the front with Mawanda and it was very scary. It was nice to see where the equator line was and to see the small stalls and have a drink in a small shop. It was about a 2 hour drive.
On the way back the bus stopped and a distraught young mother got in with a very sick baby. She sat right in front of me and I couldn't help but put my arms around her and pat the babies head. The baby was about 10 months old and was very hot. So I gave the mother my water bottle for her to give to the baby which she did. Mawanda was touching the baby's foot and whispered to me. She has just died. I was so upset but the mother didnt know and just kept holding it crying. I stayed sitting close to the mother processing what had just happened and was thankful the baby got a drink before she died. The people in the bus went quiet and the bus driver took her to a small hospital type clinic. The poor mother would then be told the baby was dead.
It just showed me how fragile life can be and how precious life is. I learnt a lesson about life and death that day.
I felt my health was much better in Uganda. The pain and fatigue was less and I enjoyed the warm weather. I think it is because there is not so much technology and electrical things around to interfere with the magnetic fields around my body. Plus I was eating natural food. I basically lived on fruit , beans and rice. .
FIRST DAY IN UGANDA
After getting back from the police station to report my stolen computer, I was exhausted and went straight to sleep and woke up again like when I arrived the night before with candles burning., in the middle of the night. I needed a shower and soon found out there wasnt one. I had also found out there was no working toilet or running water or electricity. So Mawanda bought me a small bowl of warm water and luckily I had my own soap and washer and towel. So I had a much needed wash squatted on the floor of the small bedroom. I felt so much better having a wash and it would be six weeks before I next had a shower, and washed in a small basin every day. My chronic fatigue kicked in for the first week so we didnt go out much, just a few gentle walks around the village. Mawanda had Aisha who cooked most of the meals over a fire outside. Umaru was 13 years old and he became my guide allot of the time when Mawanda was at work as a policeman. Water had to be bought at a little old shop in the village and I ate mainly rice, beans and the odd piece of meat or fish. That was about it. There was plenty of fresh fruit but too expensive for those in the village, so I bought my own mangos, pineapple and jac fruit. I was hanging out for my coffee and thankfully I had got some sachets on the plane, until I could get to the city of Kampala and buy some coffee and other things, I needed.
After a week I felt much better and Mawanda took me on day trips on small taxis like small rattling old buses. We went to the River Nile by bus some of the way and the rest on a boda boda a small motor bike.
After a week I felt much better and Mawanda took me on day trips on small taxis like small rattling old buses. We went to the River Nile by bus some of the way and the rest on a boda boda a small motor bike.
Thursday, 16 June 2016
MEETING MAWANDA JULY 2006.
I arrived at Entebbe airport Uganda at around 10pm at night. I was last off the plane as there was no wheelchair and I had long steps to walk down. I went to Customs to check out and I could not see anyone I knew. But once I went through customs, I had 2 huge suitcases and carry on luggage to try to push on a old trolley. Then I heard a yell Pamela Pamela and it was Mawanda giving me a hug and a kiss and taking the trolley. I was so exhausted, but was also hyped up as well in my head as I was finally there. It seemed like an hour from air port to Mawandas place. I could see houses with candle lights on..
My first impression of Mawanda was how skinny he was. The house was alight with candles and mosquito net over the bed. It looked romantic. But the next day I found out there was no electricity or running water or flush toilet.
When I opened my bag to change my clothes I found my laptop had been taken. I was so upset and told Mawanda I had to report it to get notification that it had been stolen for my insurance claim.
So after not much sleep, after breakfast fruit , I walked with Mawanda to the bus stop to get the bus into Kampala. As I sat on the bus I felt them touching my red hair. When we got to the city Kampala, it was a very long walk to the Police station. So suddenly Mawanda calls boda boda, a small motor cycle arrives and I get put on one and Mawanda got on another. The drivers decided to have a race as having a white woman on was something to show off to their friends. I hung on for dare life and my red hair was flying in the air. I was scared but at the same time exciting. When I got off I said that was horrible but nice.lol. Mawanda was perplexed. Lol.
We then went back to Mawandas place by a car taxi and I went to bed. I was exhausted and needed sleep. It was nice and warm after leaving cold Adelaide so I slept well
My first impression of Mawanda was how skinny he was. The house was alight with candles and mosquito net over the bed. It looked romantic. But the next day I found out there was no electricity or running water or flush toilet.
When I opened my bag to change my clothes I found my laptop had been taken. I was so upset and told Mawanda I had to report it to get notification that it had been stolen for my insurance claim.
So after not much sleep, after breakfast fruit , I walked with Mawanda to the bus stop to get the bus into Kampala. As I sat on the bus I felt them touching my red hair. When we got to the city Kampala, it was a very long walk to the Police station. So suddenly Mawanda calls boda boda, a small motor cycle arrives and I get put on one and Mawanda got on another. The drivers decided to have a race as having a white woman on was something to show off to their friends. I hung on for dare life and my red hair was flying in the air. I was scared but at the same time exciting. When I got off I said that was horrible but nice.lol. Mawanda was perplexed. Lol.
We then went back to Mawandas place by a car taxi and I went to bed. I was exhausted and needed sleep. It was nice and warm after leaving cold Adelaide so I slept well
2006 OFF TO UGANDA I GO ALONE.
My life in the 2000s was complicated with ill health and visiting specialists and in therapy . I still see them both today. In 2005 I met Mawanda in Uganda. I never knew where Uganda was and had to look it up. At around the same time I got a phone call from Ben in South Africa, the love of my life. He was a ill man and had heart problems. But he wanted to come and live his days out with me.But this never happened as he died. I never will forget him and have his photo above my bed. Just a small one.
So while I was talking to Mawanda I had Ben in the background.
But eventually after Mawanda kept emailing me and sending me photos and saying he wanted to meet me, .He wasnt worried about the 28 year old age difference or the fact I was ill, with a disability. So I borrowed money fron the Bank and in July 2006 I went to Uganda via wheelchair to Uganda,. I booked my own fare and did my whole fare there and back.
Some of my friends thought I was crazy, but I wasnt scared. I liked adventure. My only concern was my animals and I was able to get a friend to stay in my house for just over 6 week's.
I had to have various injections and medication for malaria and my own medications were also with a Drs letter from my GP.
I flew from Adelaide to Darwin and from Darwin to Mumbai India. I had a 15 hour wait in Mumbai and I was left sitting in my wheel chair by the baggage check out. It was dirty and humid., There was another woman in a robe also waiting and we managed to explain to each other when we wanted to go to the toilet, and watched each others luggage. It was a squat toilet and I nearly fell over and found it hard to get up.
I weighed about 3kgs heavier as I had a long grey coat made with pink inside. I looked like a Galah. But I had many pockets sewed inside and I had tissues,thooth brushes, thooth paste and anything I thought I could take to give away. A good idea I thought but quite heavy for me.
After About 10 hours I got taken upstairs to a nice lounge where I could lay out and rest. I should of been there from the beginning. I found the Indians rude as they would push me unless I gave them money. I had no Indian rupees or US dollars. I made sure on my way back I did, and I got good treatment then.
After leaving India I flew to Dubai. It was nice there and was taken to a nice lounge to rest and wait for another 12 hours. I was also taken to a nice restaurant for 2 nice free meals. I had all these waits as was a very cheap fare. I dont know if I would do it again.
From Dubai I flew to Kenya and a short flight to Uganda. .Two days latter I arrived in Uganda from Australia.
So while I was talking to Mawanda I had Ben in the background.
But eventually after Mawanda kept emailing me and sending me photos and saying he wanted to meet me, .He wasnt worried about the 28 year old age difference or the fact I was ill, with a disability. So I borrowed money fron the Bank and in July 2006 I went to Uganda via wheelchair to Uganda,. I booked my own fare and did my whole fare there and back.
Some of my friends thought I was crazy, but I wasnt scared. I liked adventure. My only concern was my animals and I was able to get a friend to stay in my house for just over 6 week's.
I had to have various injections and medication for malaria and my own medications were also with a Drs letter from my GP.
I flew from Adelaide to Darwin and from Darwin to Mumbai India. I had a 15 hour wait in Mumbai and I was left sitting in my wheel chair by the baggage check out. It was dirty and humid., There was another woman in a robe also waiting and we managed to explain to each other when we wanted to go to the toilet, and watched each others luggage. It was a squat toilet and I nearly fell over and found it hard to get up.
I weighed about 3kgs heavier as I had a long grey coat made with pink inside. I looked like a Galah. But I had many pockets sewed inside and I had tissues,thooth brushes, thooth paste and anything I thought I could take to give away. A good idea I thought but quite heavy for me.
After About 10 hours I got taken upstairs to a nice lounge where I could lay out and rest. I should of been there from the beginning. I found the Indians rude as they would push me unless I gave them money. I had no Indian rupees or US dollars. I made sure on my way back I did, and I got good treatment then.
After leaving India I flew to Dubai. It was nice there and was taken to a nice lounge to rest and wait for another 12 hours. I was also taken to a nice restaurant for 2 nice free meals. I had all these waits as was a very cheap fare. I dont know if I would do it again.
From Dubai I flew to Kenya and a short flight to Uganda. .Two days latter I arrived in Uganda from Australia.
EMMANUEL FROM 2000 UNTIL TODAY.
I met Emmanuel on line in 1999 and he was in a Refugee Camp in Ghana. I had him checked out by Unicef and a Pastor who had met him in the camp. So I knew he was for real and not leading me on. He became like a son to me . He also had his young 10yr old sister Agnes with him. I sent him money when I could afford it and so wanted to help him. I tried to get him out to Australia on a refugee visa but it was refused due to my being on Disability Support Pension back then. I was very upset and constantly worried about them both. They sent me letters and photos.
Emmanuel saw his whole family beheaded by the Taylor Rebels in the 90s. His father worked for the Government. He was made to drink the blood from his mother's head. It makes my skin crawl. He was beaten by the Rebels and has a very bad leg which is a disability to him now.
Emmanuel managed to get away from the Rebels and took his sister to the Liberian port hoping to get a boat to somewhere safe. An old man saw Emmanuel and Agnes laying on the ground at the ships dock. He gave his ticket and some money to let them get on the boat that was about to leave. That is how he got to be in Ghana. They were sent to the refugee camp where they lived for over 10 yesrs. Agnes got an illness and she died aged 13years old. I was so upset and now Emmanuel was all alone.
He calls me Mum. The only other thing I could do was to save up enough money to send him back to his home country Liberia which was now safe for him to go. It took me a long time but in August 2011 I sent him $1000 I had saved and he is now back in Liberia. I am so proud I was able to do something for him. I still hear from him and would love it if one day I could meet him in person. I cant afford to send money anymore and he understands that.
I just pray that anyone reading this wants to help him , I would take donations to do that, Just so he can eat and get medical treatment for his leg.
I think of Emmanuel very often.
I love him like a son.
Emmanuel saw his whole family beheaded by the Taylor Rebels in the 90s. His father worked for the Government. He was made to drink the blood from his mother's head. It makes my skin crawl. He was beaten by the Rebels and has a very bad leg which is a disability to him now.
Emmanuel managed to get away from the Rebels and took his sister to the Liberian port hoping to get a boat to somewhere safe. An old man saw Emmanuel and Agnes laying on the ground at the ships dock. He gave his ticket and some money to let them get on the boat that was about to leave. That is how he got to be in Ghana. They were sent to the refugee camp where they lived for over 10 yesrs. Agnes got an illness and she died aged 13years old. I was so upset and now Emmanuel was all alone.
He calls me Mum. The only other thing I could do was to save up enough money to send him back to his home country Liberia which was now safe for him to go. It took me a long time but in August 2011 I sent him $1000 I had saved and he is now back in Liberia. I am so proud I was able to do something for him. I still hear from him and would love it if one day I could meet him in person. I cant afford to send money anymore and he understands that.
I just pray that anyone reading this wants to help him , I would take donations to do that, Just so he can eat and get medical treatment for his leg.
I think of Emmanuel very often.
I love him like a son.
CLAIRVOYANT READINGS AND MORE?
In 2003 I went to Melbourne with my friend Pat to a Chronic Fatigue Conference. We stayed with an other chronic fatigue sufferer along with a few others who also stayed at her place. We had a nice time there. However I got my plane time mixed up and ended up having to stay in a hotel until I could get another flight. Thats what cfs and Fibromyalgia does to your brain you get a foggy muddled brain.
But I was low in funds when I got back and I decided to go back to doing clairvoyant readings for awhile, but after time my health gave out and I knew I could no longer keep giving out to others.
I had met a man quite a few years my junior who came for a reading and we began an secret affair. He was married and due to the situations I will not go into details. I just enjoyed his company and we had wonderful sex. This went on for about 4 years until I broke it off.
I knew I just couldnt be a mistress anymore.
I forgive myself for doing what I did,
He just made me feel special.
But I was low in funds when I got back and I decided to go back to doing clairvoyant readings for awhile, but after time my health gave out and I knew I could no longer keep giving out to others.
I had met a man quite a few years my junior who came for a reading and we began an secret affair. He was married and due to the situations I will not go into details. I just enjoyed his company and we had wonderful sex. This went on for about 4 years until I broke it off.
I knew I just couldnt be a mistress anymore.
I forgive myself for doing what I did,
He just made me feel special.
ICU 2009 MY LIFE WAS SAVED.
June 2009 was a very bad year for Mawanda and myself. I was on ms contin for fibromyalgia pain and I mis judged the dose and took too many. Mawanda came into the bedroom and found me unconcious and he could not wake me up. He carried me to the little old car we had and drove me to Gawler Hospital where they pronounced me dead. But a nurse felt a pulse in my finger and they worked on me again. I was rushed to to the Royal Adelaide Hospital where I was in ICU for 2 weeks. Mawanda was told I may never walk or talk again if I made it. I was in hospital for 4 weeks and came home with no effects at all. My memory was good and I could walk and talk. Mawanda saved my life. When I got home Mawanda had to tell me Maggie my little dog had died beside my bed. I was heart broken and Maggie was buried in the garden.
Then I got the swine flu in the October of 2009 and was very ill. Then end of November 2009 I broke my ankle in 3 places and was laid up, so Dembe my new puppy eat my books in the book shelve. I then got a blood clot in my broken ankle leg and was in hospital in December 2009 to 2010. So this was a very bad year. I had a near death experience which I will tell another time. I am just so thankful to be alive.
Then I got the swine flu in the October of 2009 and was very ill. Then end of November 2009 I broke my ankle in 3 places and was laid up, so Dembe my new puppy eat my books in the book shelve. I then got a blood clot in my broken ankle leg and was in hospital in December 2009 to 2010. So this was a very bad year. I had a near death experience which I will tell another time. I am just so thankful to be alive.
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