When I was in high school, I gave a speech about wanting to become Australia’s First Female Prime Minister. My grandfather mentioned this speech with such pride at our wedding. He was always immensely proud of me and I could almost do no wrong. At the same time, he seemed particularly proud of this ambition and I would like to think that he even believed it was possible…if not for me then for another woman someday.
I didn’t become Australia’s first female Prime Minister but I did manage to score an invitation to Morning Tea at NSW Parliament House for the launch of Muscular Dystrophy NSW’s (MDNSW)new online training program: http://www.mdnswtraining.org.au/
Understanding Neuromuscular Disorders was launched by Mr Andrew Constance, Minister for Aging and Minister for Disability Services and was put together largely to help health professionals and people affected by Neuromuscular Disorders (NMDs) gain a better understanding of these diseases and what it is like to live with a NMD. The site is amazingly comprehensive and jam-packed with information. My material is yet to go up. Apparently, I talked for quite awhile and it needed to be modified for the Internet. In other words, it was taking too long to upload.
I might have been invited by MDNSW but we all know that I was really there to swan around Parliament House as though I owned the place.
Despite the heavy security, I succeeded.
You see, I’m a firm believer in “fake it til you make it”! Too bad if I’m not legit and don’t have my photo on the wall quite yet. I sort of inserted myself and added a rogue to the gallery. I actually thought I blended in quite well. It was such a blast and much more fun than actually being an elected, legitimate representative.
I even had a bit of a rest on the chaise longue. As I said, I made myself right at home!
Visiting Parliament House was really quite interesting. There was a protest outside and as we stepped out onto the front steps, I suddenly felt very conspicuous. There were TV cameras and Police and it was all in your face. I would hate to have to say something difficult out there because it’s so incredibly public with nowhere to hide. You are really in the spotlight.
Actually, seeing that protest has put some ideas in my head.
Funding for my domestic assistance ie cleaner has run out and I’m now thinking about taking my grievances to Macquarie Street and marching on Parliament House. I’m thinking of creating some kind of Feather Duster Brigade. I wouldn’t mind a good protest!!
I’m not just saying this because I’m ideologically opposed to housework. I have serious difficulties and I’m not talking about housework anaphylaxis either. I am struggling. Apparently, there’s no money for domestic assistance around here. This is a serious issue. Our family can manage but many can not. Moreover, I’ve also got to ask how hard things have to get for people living with chronic illness and disability? There are serious horror stories out there and things have to change immediately. The government is encouraging people to stay in their homes but there isn’t the infrastructure or funding to support that.
Maybe, we should all move into Parliament House. It was rather comfortable in there and I could get quite accustomed to a diet of chocolate brownies and scones!
See, my grandfather’s faith wasn’t misguided. I would have made a fabulous Prime Minister but as Geoff will tell you, I’m great at spending money and am not real good at sticking to a budget. I’d probably send Australia broke!!!
Anyway,we had a great day!