{Christmas Prizeapolooza 2018} Angela Morris is Eye Opening

There is nothing more important than good health and Angela Morris Optometrist helps protect one of the most important areas of health, your eyes. 

Owned and operated by Optometrists Angela and Laurence and with the help of Robyn their practice manager/ optical dispenser and Tracy their eye wear consultant they offer all you need for eye health happiness. 

Angela Morris Optometrist are not the new kids on the block, in fact they will be celebrating their 20th birthday next year! They offer quality service and premium products in a relaxed and friendly way. In fact my kids actually look forward to their annual eye checkups with the team!

Angela Morris Optometrist  offer bulk-billed Medicare eye examinations. Even if you do not need glasses, you should have a regular check up to ensure the good health of your eyes for such problems as macula degeneration, glaucoma and cataracts.

Recently they even acquired an OCT (Optical Coherence Tomographer) which creates 3D images of the eyes to help in the early detection of macula degeneration and glaucoma. This brilliant piece of machinery means these conditions are picked up a lot earlier. 

My little ones have been going to see the team at Angela Morris Optometrist since they were little and in fact all children should be having regular eye checks from about the time they are six (6) months old. These checks are important to make sure any problems are noticed prior to starting school so their learning is off to the best possible start!

Angela Morris Optometrist provide all types of contact lenses including daily disposables and more specialised contact lens fittings. Unlike glasses, contact lenses will not fog up or fall off when exercising. Contacts also give you an unrestricted view so that your vision is as natural as possible.

Angela Morris Optometrist also pride themselves on being heavily involved in the community and are always looking for ways to give back. They have a great ongoing reputation for quality customer service and regularly give back to the community by offering free child vision assessments in preschools and schools, as well as sponsoring community initiatives such as local theatre performances, sporting groups, schools and charities.

As an independent optometry practice they are not restricted to stocking certain brands, which means they can offer their customers an extensive range of frame options.  Angela still enjoys taking a hands-on role when selecting frames and their stock is constantly changing as suppliers visit on an almost weekly basis. So if you have a particular style in mind it can be sourced for you quickly and easily.

What I love is that Angela Morris Optometrist carry styles to suit everyone. From edgy plastic frames in bold, vibrant colours to sporty lightweight titanium or classic, rimless designs, you can be sure they will take the time to help you find the perfect look.

Plus, as a sunglasses addict I love their huge range of sunglasses. They have some of the coolest Maui Jim sunglasses. Maui Jim have the clearest polarised lenses that protect your eyes from glare and harmful UV, whilst giving you unbelievable clarity and colour. They are pretty much all round winners that’s for sure! (hint: Christmas present = sorted)

Make sure you contact the team today (you certainly don’t want to miss out on your health fund benefits before the end of December!):

| Visit: 105 Rankin Street, Bathurst |

| Phone: 02 6332 5222 |

| Facebook: @angelamorrisoptometrist |

| Instagram: @angelamorrisoptometrist | 

| Email: contact@angelamorris.com.au |

| Website: www.angelamorris.com.au|


To help you see clearly, the team at Angela Morris Optometrists are offering one very special nesters a $50 gift voucher!

To be in the running all you have to do is be a ‘liker’ of Angela Morris Optometrists as well as The Central Nest’s facebook pages and like the ORIGINAL competition post on our facebook page.

Remember to ‘tag’ a friend and ‘share’ the post for an additional entry.

Winner will be drawn 5pm (AEST) Thursday 20 December 2018.

To see the full terms and conditions go here -> Christmas Prizeapolooza 2018 Rules

{This is life} IV Dress Up

Sometimes life is shit. Like really just shit.

You get diagnosed with cancer when you are young and beautiful and carefree.

Suddenly, everything is different.

You should check out the story of 21 year old Tessa Calder. iv

Tessa is a medical student who brilliantly turned to photographic fun to bring some cheer to others during her chemotherapy.

Over the past six months Tessa has compiled a series of posed photos featuring her newest companion — an IV pole.

What a brilliant idea to help bring a smile to others, as well as herself. iv2

You can read more about her story here -> ABC – Tessa Strikes A Pose

We wish Tessa all the very best for her recovery.

{This is life} Friends really would do anthing for love..

This is spectacular. It’s moving. This is a real story about friendship and how strong bonds can be between people.

Have you thought what would happen if someone really close to you was diagnosed with cancer?

How would you react? Would you be holding fear and tears? or would there be wine and bonding?

I know which one I would prefer.

This video is beyond words.

In case your at work and unable to watch the video here is a picture ->

Image: Albert Bredenhann

Image: Albert Bredenhann

{My story} I found a lump..

I found a lump.bug

Suddenly and viciously my world stopped.

A split second glance in the mirror while getting undressed froze me in time.

In that minuscule moment I noticed that slightly above my right nipple my skin was a different colour. Almost looking like a birth mark – Except it was only there today. It wasn’t there yesterday, was it? All of sudden I couldn’t remember.

I immediately laid down and cupped my breast. I felt it immediately. It didn’t take more than a split second to find. A small round lump directly beneath my nipple.

My body involuntary shuddered.

I went straight to my husband. I saw the panic and worry immediately slide across his face.  Immediately he bounced up and confirmed that it was new.

We agreed I would make an appointment to see the doctor the next day.

I couldn’t see him for two days. It was a long two days. Two days of waiting. Two long days of ‘what-ifs’.

By the time my appointment came around I was convinced I was overreacting. I had had a breast check done after the birth of my second child. It was simple, he felt each one, said quite matter-a-factly that I was fit and healthy and right to go – it is rare for young people to have a lump significant enough to receive further investigation. So with this in mind I entered the doctor’s office.

After an awkward moment of becoming entrapped in my bra strap (because apparently I had forgotten how to smoothly remove my bra!) I laid down and told the doctor what had happened.

As I had convinced myself I was overreacting I was still talking when he found it. First hit. Straight away he knew why I was there. Immediately he was another passenger on my fear bus. He told me not to worry, I am young – it is most likely not dangerous. BUT I would need to book in for a scan and probably a biopsy.

I know it sounds strange but I was genuinely shocked. I had envisioned him telling me that I was overreacting and sending me on my way. Instead more tests were needed. Straight away it sunk in that he thought it was serious enough to investigate further.

Straight away I phoned my husband. He said all the right things, I remember a blur of ‘better to be safe than sorry’, ‘no harm in checking it’, ‘you will be okay’.

No longer was this maybe a problem. It was a problem.

I maintained the positive attitude. I repeated over and over that I would be okay.

I was fine until I went to check on my children. They had been asleep for hours and between their perfect snores and deep breaths I welled up.a&a2

An immediate sadness overtook me. I think it was then it really hit me. Who would tuck them in if I was sick or no longer around?

The next morning I rang to book in my appointment for the scan. The hospital couldn’t see me for 13 days. I wasn’t sure I could wait that long.

I found an appointment at another location sooner, they told me it would cost me $60.00. I told them I didn’t care.

Early in the morning I dropped my children at their grandmother’s house and kissed them goodbye.

I don’t really remember the drive but I arrived at the imaging place and announced my name to a pleasant lady behind the counter. She welcomed me with a big, wide grin. She then looked at my file, her grin slipped away and changed to a kind smile and a wink. She knew how I was feeling.

I was so nervous. Almost on the verge of tears. It no longer seemed to matter how much I told myself I would be okay, I had been telling myself that for too long now and couldn’t maintain the optimism.

Thankfully a beautiful girl who I had known since school happened to see me. She came over, said hello and distracted me for long enough to wait for my name to be called.

A friendly man approached me and told me it was my turn. He asked if I was comfortable for a male to undertake the examination. ‘Of course’ I said. He led me into a dark room. It was the exact same the room that my husband and I had heard our daughter’s first heartbeat in. My tears welled again.

I changed into a charcoal coloured medical gown. I don’t know why I remember the colour so vividly.

After asking medical history of my family, he began the scan. Straight away he felt the lump. Immediately he knew why I was there.

He told me he would have to scan both breasts so that they could compare any changes. He made me as comfortable as possible. He was informative and professional. He made little jokes to relax me. I appreciated that.

He performed the scan and told me he would return soon. He told me he had to discuss with another doctor my situation and whether I would possibly need a mammogram or a biopsy.

He came back and told me I was right to leave. That more tests would not be required. That my doctor would call me.

That call was the most anticipated one in my life. My doctor in his calm tone advised that it was not a lump of concern and was just a standard tissue change. That I should keep monitoring it and if anything changed I should return. I was given the all clear.

This little lump that had caused me distress for four long days was nothing.

Relief does not even describe my feelings. I realised that I had not really breathed for four days. In and out I said a silent prayer of thanks and made two promises. The first to stay breast aware and secondly to hug my children just a little bit harder.

While it was one of the most scary experiences of my life I am so grateful I was checked and cleared. I urge all of you beautiful nesters to be breast aware and to have regular check-ups done. Early detection is key.

Happy health Nesters x