where are we toto?

Here we are in Oz. My sister picks me up and we go to my mom's place.

A day or two later we go to Medicare.

Our medicare card had expired, I thought that it would be easy to replace but no, nothings are NOT going to be easy for me this time. They want ID, proof of address, I mentioned I was out of the country for over 5 years, so they slap more requirements, a declaration of intent of moving to Australia, proof of sale of property, employment termination, closing bank accounts...bullshit.

I was outta there.

So I ponder, I have a credit card and the addressed changed to where I was staying. That's something, a proof of address. So I go to the bank, asked for a replacement then wait. So where did it go, interstate! Why? I ask the bank, oh the new address has not been enabled. You got to be kidding me.

I will have to wait for a statement, another week, but I cannot wait. I needed to try to get a drivers licence. At least it will have a proof of address and proof of ID. So I ask at the licensing center. What do they want? Proof of address. Shit.

By this time my parent bought me a secondhand car. God bless their soul. The change of address form does not ask for a proof of address and I can use it as a proof address. So I submitted the form and applied for the license. No problem. Bullshit man, in the end I didn't need the proof of address.

I spent several hours practicing over the example quizes for the license. Fortunately I passed.

Now let's try the medicare again.

This time I manage to get my card but my wife did not. My daughter also had problems. I needed to print her electronic visa, somehow.

procrastinator to the end

So with a heavy heart I go to Oz. I didn't have a dime...mum.

Yep the last hope, mother and fortunately she obliged. The house she had was also unoccupied, great. She transferred some money which was more than enough, thought I would get something to play with but...

My daughters passport rm300, mine had expired rm300, my wife as well! rm300.
My wife's visa 700, 2 international drivers permit 150(x2=300), daughter's visa rm50. Plane rm1200. Terrible exchange rate...well I didn't have anything left.

Wonder if I'll ever get anything from my day job.

Travel date 13th at 12.05pm ie 14th. I had stuff I wanted to take, software, scanned documents, man that took forever. I left to get the wife on the 12th.

On the 13th I wasted time on the PC, left for KL at around 3pm. Had to return some stuff to Mr O, return keys to JPS, forgot to get the wireless. Went to get it. Too late to sell the kancil. Planned to return the proton at the kampung, get a taxi to follow and this at 9:30pm.

I was panicking. The wife was a little oblivious. Man I may not make it, the counter at the airport closed 1 hour before. Shit man. I get to the nearest town near my hometown and what, NO TAXIs! I absolutely don't believe it. This town that had always had taxis, not one. Unbelievable, no taxis when you need it. I had to go to the nearest big town to find a taxi. By then it was 10+, no way I'd make it.

I returned the car, took a back way to the airport, don't know if this was faster. The taxi was real slow until he got to the highway. But my watch talls me it was too late. When I get to the airport it was 11:30pm. The counter didn't have Oz anymore. The guy at the counter says 'can I help you'. I said Oz? Sorry it's already closed. 'What's my options?' One minute, I'll get the supervisor. I ask the super and he tapped on his keyboard. Gone man. To reissure, rm1200. ???That's how much to get the next flight on the next night. That was with the carry over of my original 1K. I said that I may as well use the internet and save 200 bucks but in 15 minutes? It takes that long just to boot the laptop. Shit I'm dead, oh well I have mastercard.

He says folow me. I follow then he comes back, done. Huh. Yep it was done. ???
it was done...yeah I didn't have to pay, I could not believe it! I could kiss this guy. ('could' but I didn't).

So I take a bus back to KLSentral and stayed at a crappy hotel. Next day went shopping (wife's birthday), bought a psp for the daughter (for me actually) then back to the airport.

This time no chances.

a rock and a hard place

what to do ... what to do ... what to do

I had to tell the oncologist whether I will go ahead with the radiotherapy.

I try to tell my sister to check with Sir Charles Gairdner whether they have an IMRT machine. I wasn't able to call because my phone has been disconnected. I had to SMS instead. This was last minute the day before. Well it was too late, the day I had to let the doctor know, I had not had a reply.

I did say I was going to ask at a private hospital. In the end I procrastinated that too.

That's it off to Oz I go.

I see the doctor, told her my decision. She said ok, good luck and hurry, whatever happens, you can return and go straight to the slab, the plan has already been done. Hmm...hurry...this was from someone who took 1 month to plan.

I ask for some paper work, summary of my treatment and the scans. Ok, pick it up in 2 weeks.

bye.

the ENT again

It was time to see the ENT again. There was nothing much. The doctor wasn't too concerned about the findings from the oncologist. He said the starting point was the nasal area. Don't know what would appear in the right cheek.

Oh well...what ever. I no longer feel anymore.

I told him I had to make a decision as to whether to commit to the radiotherapy.

He said drop by whenever and tell him what's happening. I say ok.