I was sipping a glass of wine on Friday night while reading my pelvic ultrasound results ... as you do ... when I saw the words "There is no free fluid in the pouch of Douglas". The what? How did I get to age 58 without knowing I have a pouch of Douglas? Female readers,... Continue Reading →

Over the weekend … as I was attending my high school boyfriend's birthday party and taking my mum on a Nelson Bay cruise ... I didn't know if the youngest was alive. She'd gone bike-packing on her own. And because she doesn't do anything by half measures, her destination was the top of Australia's highest... Continue Reading →

Was it a long weekend in your neck of the woods? I was very grateful to have Monday to recover after attending two birthday celebrations. The first was a 60th birthday bash for my first boyfriend. I hadn't seen him for a gazillion years - other than in my Facebook feed - but he invited... Continue Reading →

Looking after your health ain't cheap. My credit card took a $900 hit yesterday after two procedures - an ultrasound of my neck and a CT scan of my heart. And I'm back to the radiology centre next week for a mammogram and ultrasound. That will be pricey too. Sadly, I don't qualify for the free... Continue Reading →

I haven't worked at Woman's Day for more than 15 years, but the magazine dominated my conversations and thoughts yesterday. During a morning meeting, someone wondered if Woman's Day still existed. I decided against mentioning my prior connection to the publication, but assured everyone that it was still on shelves. As I scrolled through my... Continue Reading →

It's been a crazy whirl in HouseGoesHome world this year. Quiet weekends have been few and far between and I've realised I really need one. I'm heading north on the freeway again this weekend and the next. I was obsessively researching getaways for Mother's Day when the revelation hit me that it was a bridge... Continue Reading →

The last thing I felt like doing yesterday was driving back to the Northern Beaches for my annual skin cancer check-up. I thought about postponing it, but I'm fixated on knocking over all my late 50s health stuff - it's a very long list - so I decided to bite the bullet and get it... Continue Reading →

It was a rite-of-passage weekend for me - I finally visited the bar at Newcastle University to see a double-header gig: Boom Crash Opera and James Reyne. Actually, it might have been the first time I’ve ever stepped foot on the grounds of Newcastle University, despite being a Newie girl. The uni didn't offer a... Continue Reading →

I survived my very busy Thursday and you will be stoked to hear that Freddie the Fibroid's size has slightly diminished. Maybe by a millimetre or two. He's still big, but not the biggest the radiologist has ever seen. However, his girth still makes it a bit tricky to check my ovaries and it was VERY... Continue Reading →

Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night in a complete panic? Or is it just me? I'm feeling weary today from my latest stress-out, which left me wild-eyed and awake for hours when I should have been sleeping. And I am soooooo annoyed at myself because the panic was totally avoidable.... Continue Reading →