You might not have noticed but I haven’t posted for a while. Why have I been so neglectful? Why, oh why, have I left you, my dear followers and friends, hanging for the next episode of action packed drama that is living in Mersin? Well to be honest I haven’t been particularly happy recently.
The Turk and I have been fighting – a lot – and not just a little scrap here and there, no, we have been having a few smack down whoopings that a stoned Hulk Hogan atop a wrecking ball could be proud of.
Yes. Seriously. This is the current synopsis of our relationship. I am not sure if I am Hulk Hogan or perhaps the wrecking ball and I never thought I would see the day that I had to quote Miley Cyrus but over the past weeks and months all The Turk has really achieved is to “wreck me”.
I am not really sure where it all began but since The Turk returned from Australia (after his heart attack) he has had difficulty settling back into the village way of life. He has found fault in everything and everyone (including me) and has made me feel that our relationship is irretrievably broken. To add insult to injury, and despite the fact that the first heart attack should have scared him straight, he has not changed his diet or his habits and in early June was admitted into hospital to have a triple by-pass. Officially he now resembles Frankenstein’s Monster.
Adding to these current woes and health issues is me being diagnosed with “abnormal cervical cells” which has required treatment. My doctor speaks pretty good English, although when he laughs he sounds a little like a hyena on crack, but I am relatively confident with the treatment that I have had and I go back next week for another check. Fingers crossed that the treatment destroyed all the cells and nice, happy, non-cancerous cells have grown in their place.
There have been a few moments over these months that I have sat on the couch in tears and a few moments where I have wanted to pack my bags and flee back to Australia but I cannot because Daughter is so happy here (although I need to update you guys on her most recent boy drama when I get a chance). Being that I am officially (yes it is officially) the Best Mum In The World I also took her to Londra in June for her birthday to a “5SOS” concert. For those of you who have no clue what a “5SOS” is you should Google them because apparently Daughter is going to marry either the Lead Singer (who I suspect could be a world class tool) or the Bass Player (who reminds me of a dopey puppy). The concert itself wasn’t too shabby, they reminded me of a very young INXS, although a little more polished than the INXS that played at Manly Vale Hotel back in the 1980’s. I also got some shopping done in Londra so it was a pretty successful trip for both of us.
We also chuffed off to Rome for a week which was lovely (although the restoration work on the Trevi Fountain is STILL NOT finished! How fecking long does it take?) and finally for a break in Istanbul.
As you can see there should be quite a bit to blog about but my sadness and health concerns have unfortunately overtaken my mental functions and writing proved very difficult over the past weeks. I will be back to writing a little more often and hopefully I will return to a more comedic writing style which is how I would normally feel. I am also going to re-jiggy the blog a little bit as I have had a lot of requests for more touristic information on Mersin (as there is limited information out there) and its surrounds so if I go off-line in the near future don’t distress it is merely my ridiculous attempts of navigating the web page tools (which will no doubt prove to be a little difficult for my pea-sized intellect).
And in case you are wondering yes The Turk is still smoking!
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