After my Immigration matter went horribly wrong in 2014 and I was given 28 days to leave Australia, I think my body just couldn't take anymore stress.....and so began yet another painful 4 year journey filled with different heartache and inconceivable challenges for all of us.
During those last 28 days we all held onto 'time' desperately wishing it would slow down...it didn't...I'd quietly stare at my children and breathe in the colour of their eyes, the shape of their facial structure, the sound of their voice and their uniqueness and expressions. I felt their dreams and their fears and I cried when nobody was watching. I prayed that the memories would carry us through and not fade before we could be reunited again.
Not long after arriving back in the UK I started suffering with chronic Insomnia. I lived on continual 'high alert' being so far away from my children, and I rejected sleep fearful that I wouldn't wake up if one of them needed me.
A cycle of continual vomiting began and I lost over 30 kgs in that first year, and only then, after me having begged doctors and the NHS to help me every day, did they perform an endoscopy and various other scans and tests. The findings were unclear......they called it Cyclic Vomiting, I called it negligence. I tried every anti-sick medication on the market, none of which were effective, so every couple of weeks I was in Hospital on a drip.
I continued with life as best I could...even while I was vomiting on the side of the road walking to work everyday as adrenal fatigue drained me further...even when I felt so broken and home-sick that I wasn't sure how I was going to carry on, even when I felt like my heart had been ripped from my chest. I weaned myself off all medication and gained a balance. I made some good friends who supported me and the whole time...I never stopped investigating my immigration matter to find out the truth and fight for our justice.
When I returned to Australia in 2018 it was our miracle come true!
About 7 months later however, I spent my days at Sydney Gastro-lab, had to undergo another endoscopy and colonoscopy and other tests and scans. It was discovered that due to prolonged misdiagnoses of chronic infection, the cells in my intestine had changed . I was put on a compound medication from Japan that didn't help and finally I decided to heal myself with spirituality, meditation and nature.
I am so grateful to be back with my children - they are my 'happy' place, my 'everything'. I look at them in amazement...all so different, and all so special in their own beautiful individual ways.
My Immigration case is currently with Ministerial Intervention...
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