Thread: Wild Dingo - Best wishes Doggie!

I hope the memory loss was from the last two years...which haven't been real good for Shane.

The link Boatmik posted tells that Ding is now back to his normal self - for better or worse. No doubt we will get an update soon, but at the moment he is apparently "off line".

soth

I had been wondering why we hadn't heard from Ding (who lives up to that abbreviation of his name).

How come we didn't hear about this? I saw a SA-based "scurrilous cur" posted on the WB Forum, but didn't think to let us know....

Get well (if not better) Shane. Onwards and upwards from here

Shane Happy Birthday

Hope your on the mend not good whats happened...............just no using it as an excuse to reduce your age by 2 years.

Ding
Are you sure it wasn't your ex getting in first?
Best wishes for a speedy recovery

First apology
Sorry for not getting back here quicker... bloody satalite dodah thing!!

Anyway... Lost the last two years... fell out of a caravan whacked my noggin on the blue metal out like a light wake up arguing with the ambo quick jab in the butt and good night dozen hours later Im back arguing with the docs about their idea of me staying in hospital till further notice!!! I mean people croak in those places!! why do you think the buggars wear white eh? prepare you for the damned angels thats why!!!

Finally against their better judgement and to make room for the demented druggie that wandered in I was sent to Tiffanys place who they considered a "responsible adult" that lasted 24 hours and dad was raving and ranting about "going home NOW kid Im right" and so they took me home watched me for awhile and considered if they checked up on me every hour or so any probs theyd come back... so I did the housework dishes washing etc and toddled of to bed for a nap as the one thing that was really giving me the willies was the raging head craps... so anyway I slept for an hour or so got up and it was May 16 2007 and all was well in the world of Dingo. (note I have no idea why that exact date but for some reason I think maybe because it was a safe time in my life? whatever that was the date I woke up to)

Tiff messaged "how you going Dad?" I message back "good honey just makin a cuppa for mum when she gets back from soccer with the kids" quick as a flash she messages "be there in 10"... so I make the cuppas one for me and one for Jo then made a cake and put it in the oven along with a loaf of bread... nothing Jo likes better than a nice cuppa and some cake and the kids love fresh baked bread so Im smiling and whistling to myself as I finished of the dishes when Tiffany and Ben lob up

I turned as she walked in and the world stopped... she was holding a bubby!! Lukas was a year old for gods sake and this wasnt Lukas WHO THE HELL WAS THE BABY?... so Im staring at the bub who was gurgling and reaching for her poppy "Dad?" "yeah?" "DAD! Its Peyton" "Peyton?" I was totally lost... Ben came in "Whats the go Dad?" "Damned if I bloody know Ben wheres Lukas?" "hes at preschool Dad whats with the coffees?" "oh you want one no worries I just made one for Jo and me" silence "Dad?" "yeah?" a very quiet "Mums not coming back she doesnt live here anymore you and her split up a year ago" Man I turned on her like the proverbial lion alpha male type "BULLSHYTE!!! Dont you dare lie to me flea you never lie dont you bloody start now mum will be home soon" then Ben "Dad" I turned on him "yeah!" "Mum left you a year ago Dad" down I went as I realized they were crying and the words must be true... "Come on Dad lets go for a drive okay" and Ben walked a stunned me to the car and bundled me of to the hospital

The following 4 days were a total nightmare some days some of it would come back just a small snippet then gone I had a fair bit of trouble remembering the grandies other than Lukas which in 2007 was my only grandchild had a bit of problems accepting Beth had a boyfriend and didnt live at home anymore had a bloody problem remembering the poor buggars name... Tiffany Bethany and Jacinta were there every day for hours trying to get me to remember things to learn to say the words Id forgotten how to write and slowly the thing with Jo came back then a sudden whoosh and I knew they were right... she never came in other than when I first went in after the fall...

Anyway I got most of it back before the neuro came to see me the second time even managed to remember him!!... after a long talk wherein I found out just how close to not being here anymore I came they again let me escape their clutches to Tiffanys "responsible adult" that she is two days later I lost it again "TAKE ME BLOODY HOME KID!" and so she did and Ive been getting better since

Ive taken that experience and have spoken to her bloody highness since and its over... we have no interest in being together... its over and thats fine by both of us.

So the last few days Ive done a few things to start the ball rolling for a new life I must step up toward... Ive buried in my heart and soul the woman I loved lived with had kids with and shared my love passion emotion and life with for over 25 years shes dead to me now that person I loved I dont know the woman who carries her name... for me its the only way I can move on.

Ive put the house on the market today "TO BE SOLD" with furniture preferably if not then I'll throw the lot on the tip as everything in this place reminds me of our life together... out with the old in with the new sort of thing... Ive spoken with my younger brother whos relationship crashed recently and whos ex girlfriend is demanding half the proceeds of the house they bought in Bunbury... and I will buy that as an investment with him renting it back... then Im on the big silver bird to the states for as long as it takes to move forward then home again pick up a mobile home and become a grey nomad Im hoping Josh will want to come with me and if he does then its his choice and since it was her idea to give the kids the choice of who they will live with she will have to accept it... if he doesnt then I will accept his choice... life goes on... plan is to go away for 3 months at a time return to see the other kids and the grandies for a week or two then go again could never stay away longer and lose touch with any of those monkeys

Realization of just how fragile our grip on life is has made me realize I NEED to LIVE what Ive been doing over the last year is to slowly die inside... so Im picking up the peices of my life and moving on.

Cheers
Shane

PS... you really DONT wanna see me shed nowadays!!! Talk about major dust... anyone got a stack of packing boxes they could lend a bloke? or maybe just a bloody great skip? Shane

Bloody Good to hear from you Ding!!!

Best wishes!

MIK

Good to see you back Shane

As for tripping about isn't one bang on the head enough

You do have an exciting life WD.

It sounds like you have a plan.

I wouldn't mind that plan myself but I have a bit more sawdust to make for the moment.

Enjoy it all.

Good to have you back, Dingo. Been quite a rough time for you. Remember you've got a lot more friends than you may realise.

Wishing you all the best,

Tex

The place isn't the same without you Shane. When you go OS please keep in touch with this forum. Glad you're slowly getting it together.

Gee Ding, what an "interesting" life you lead. You look after yourself now, and no more trying to get rid of brain cells.

geez shane, look after yourself mate

good to see your getting your life back on track

i enjoy reading your posts so when you go off on your adventures try to keep in touch

Goodonyah W. D. I was gonna write a story about meself, but now I have decided not too.

But wait Ding, do you really think caravanning is for you? Those steps and narrow doors can have you A-up in no time.