Happy Anniversary! What anniversary you wonder? It has been three years since the mumborg became legless. No she hasn't been on a booze filled rampage for three years, she has been without her left leg. They parted ways, the reasons where irreconcilable differences. Mum wanted the leg to work, the leg wanted to stay as an uncooperative limb, refusing to work and just hung around all day, doing nothing and watching daytime TV.
The choice was:
Option A: Leg removed*
Option B: Death.
Option C: Lots more operations, lots more pain and no real positive outcome guaranteed.
*If you choose Option A, death may occur.
The Mumborg went with Option A, luckily the deathlike side effect didn't occur. As I am typing this my mind wanders over to the ultimate question, which is of course 'Cake or Death?'. A moment of true comic genius by Eddie Izzard, but probably not what the mumborg was thinking, when she made the decision to have the leg removed.
I can't quite believe that three years have gone by! The decision was definitely the right one for mumborg, although having one leg is definitely something to get used to, for her and for us. She managed a whole two years of not being in hospital (a record), before succumbing to another bout of Guillain-Barré syndrome last December. This left her with no energy or strength at all and was/is a bit like a weeble, with no balance. So when she managed to escape from hospital after nearly six months, she needed/needs a lot more help. Luckily, if you can call it that, building work was done whilst she in hospital and she returned to much more disabled friendly home.
If anyone wonders why The Doodologist was born, well this is a big part of it. I was training to be a counsellor and was just about to be let loose on clients, when it got really serious with mumborg's health. It wasn't appropriate for me to be counselling others, with such turmoil going on. When mumborg came out of it on the other side and was doing well, I thought about going back into the world of counselling, because I loved it. Unfortunately my heart just wasn't in it and I wanted to focus on something slightly more happy. I hope to wander back that way, some time in the future, as I do believe art and therapy play well together.
The more blogging I was doing back then, the more drawing I was doing to accompany the blog posts, as sometimes it was easier to draw a picture. So the doodles in this post are from the 'Operation Lopitoff' post I wrote three years ago. These doodles then led me to believe that I should explore the world of creativity more and I ended up setting up my own business as 'The Doodologist'.
The doodles have changed a lot and so has my outlook on life, which may sound exceptionally cheesy, but so bloody what. You never know what is going to happen next, so if you have an opportunity to do something you love, go for it. I was lucky and got help from The Prince's Trust (because I was 'just' young enough and poor/disadvantaged enough).
As you can see, the doodles nowadays are lot different:
Happy Birthday Jack - A4 doodle commission, celebrating his 16th birthday.
I wont be making any huge piles of cash, but that is not why I am doing/doodling it, I needed something to do whilst looking after mum and planning for the future. So I am still planning to take over the world, one doodle at a time. It just might take a while to get there.