If We Were Having Coffee – Nov.23/2014 Guest Post

A Personal Rant and Missing Trees.

 

Paul Your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again inside Willow’s home where it is nice and toasty, tending to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. We’ve moved inside to beat the winter cold in the garden. I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax with a cuppa and calorie free electronic sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

On the news front, it appears to have been a rather slow week in general – a few hotspots in the world to concern locals, but no large issues. I get a lot of my news from Canada’s national newspaper – The Globe and Mail – and two of today’s articles on the first page of the e-edition are: “The cold hard facts about seven winter driving myths” and “Tedium, kids? It’s all in a day’s work.” Mind you, these are two small articles, but still they seem to point to a slow news cycle. Which, I would argue, is a good thing. Anything of interest happening in your part of the world? Local or national news that affects you?

On a personal front Friday night’s dialysis went poorly, very poorly. I upset one of the nurses; numerous attempts at inserting the dialysis needles failed; at which point the hospital RAN OUT of the type of needles I have used for 6 years. I threatened to leave; they scrambled and found two needles of which they only successfully inserted one; they tried to do the dialysis with one needle only partially working. This lead to successively poorer and poorer dialysis until after part way through, it failed completely (line pressures went out of range). They then insisted that they wanted to use a different type of needle. I’ve tried these before and because my fistula (the vein constructed just for needling inside my upper arm) is very mobile, they inevitably fail causing haematoma and a great deal of pain and swelling. I basically told them to stick it where the sun don’t shine (in a nice way) and expressed my disbelief and pissed-offedness (made up word there) that they had run out of the correct needles.

Steel dialysis needle – approx size

There was no real choice at that point but to stop the dialysis and go home. The nurses explained that this was my fault because I refused to use the steel needles (mine are angios which are flexible, once inserted, allowing the tips to move with my fistula). I told them that it was hardly my fault that they ran out of needles that I had used successfully for 6 years. Anyway, they removed me from the machine having completed only about 1.5 hours of a 4.25 hour treatment. And the part we did complete was very, very low quality, leaving me tired and sore. The way the treatment is structured, saline is used for starting and finishing – and there is a break-even point in the treatment such that it is only successful if that point is passed. We did not get past that point, meaning I actually came off worse than I went on. Not a good thing. There will be no more angios available until next week, so I couldn’t go back and re-dialyze over the weekend to make up for Friday’s fiasco. If it was life threatening, I could get treated at another local hospital but it is just painful and annoying, not life threatening. Have hospitals or medical facilities ever pissed you off? Any stories that have left you upset or angry? Or perhaps a funny or cheerful story to cheer us all up?

Well, that was quite a rant – I feel much better now, thank you. Would you like a cuppa refill and a sweet? You’ll need a piece of cake or a biscuit with your coffee in order to make it through the next topic, one of my regulars: The Squirrel Report. For some reason squirrels seem to make it into each post – not sure why.

 

So, Friday I arrive at the hospital and walk over to sit on one of the outside benches for a minute before heading into the building. On Wednesday I had noticed a construction fence had been erected along the walkway and behind the benches as far as the entrance driveway. I hadn’t thought much of it as there is always construction of some sort going on around the hospital. Friday it was dark when I arrived and I hadn’t noticed much detail. As I approached the benches, I realized that something looked different, not quite sure what yet. And then I stood facing the benches and the woods behind. The woods were GONE. There were a few trees left to shade the benches in good weather, but the forest was missing. From the building to the main street entrance, it was about 1⁄4 mile of woods and green space. That area is now completely lifeless, without a sign of a growing thing. It has been levelled, gravelled, covered with compacted sand and readied for paving. The whole front of the hospital property next to the main building has only a handful of trees left. This is the area where the squirrels had been gamboling all summer long; where they chased each other for our amusement; begged food from passers-by; where they raised their families; where they gathered their nuts and where they hid their nuts for the winter. All gone now. I hope the squirrels got out OK and that they manage to make it through the winter with the food they can find. Has your community lost any green space to development lately? How do you feel about sacrificing trees (and all their inhabitants) for pavement and buildings?

Winter has finally arrived to stay here – early this year. It has snowed and then turned to ice on the ground and stayed for a full week. Walking is a nightmare because of the ice. Next week appears to have only one relatively warm day and then more cold. Would you like another cuppa? Willow and I are honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here for tea again next week.

Slightly Stronger Coffee After a Hard Week

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/ 

Winter’s Depth : Day22 Nano Poblano

Is that right, it can’t  be so

I am seeing butterflies in the snow.

Gently round  my  fingers  they go

Enchanting  me why, I d not know

 

Little beauties don’t  you know

This is not  nature  for you to be her in the snow

Yet though it is right that you should go

I want you here because  you cheer me so

 

Here in the winter of my life

You show me that life and time are trite

Please if you can stay with with me for if you leave I shall cry

The only sanity I have left shall die.

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Low in the sky the winter sun is hung

Relieved now that  the year is neigh done.

Starling  light blinds  the eyes

The last of the remaining  birds have domain of the skies.

 

Morning draped in silver frost with veils of fog

Cold and daunting  arrives the dawn

A hoar on path and grass and log

Dark is unwilling to leave, slowly my fears are born.

 

Bleak and empty the world appears

Such a sad and sorry time of year!

 

TEAM Mark 

 

 

 

Talk To Him. Day 21 Nano Poblano

Feelings, I don’t bloody  need  them they just drag you down

The closer  people  are to you, the deeper  they can wound  you.

The  more  you give  the  more  they want, destroying  you with a frown.

Feelings bleed me dry, I stand here tears in  my eye, I don’t know  what to do.

 

Facing  the storms,  relationships  flounder on the rocks of life.

Others hide the truth never admit that feelings  change after the first flush of youth.

As December nears all the hype  just boosts my fears, drowning in strife.

Please  all of  you stop and think. Don’t  let us all sink! We should  be all for one, in truth.

 

You can’t  stop  talking, don’t  cut the lines of  communication

You are both of one, don’t  cut off your noses to spite  your faces.

Reach out , a step each  to heal the breach. Please no more consternation.

A word a touch, the  love is in there deep.Find it, use your saving graces.

I need  you both in my life!

Team  Mark 

 

A bedroom in an empty house! Day 20 Nano Poblano

Eyores  are  sad!

Eyores are sad!

Tiggers are  bouncy

Tiggers are bouncy

On this wall is Tigger, Pigglet , Eyore  and Pooh!

This  special wall that I saw  today

Belonged  to happy child  who in this room did play

There must of been many  many  happy, exciting  times

A child  lived  there  who loved a donkey, a pigglet,a tigger and  a bear  that talked in rhyme

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Now  Pooh was bouncing  flowers on his nubby  noseIMG_20141120_191506698

Tigger was bouncing  from his tail through to his toes!

The sun was peaking out from behind a beautiful cloud

Pooh bear

Pooh bear

Pigglet was happily singing, but just not too loud

Poor old Eyore  looking sad because  no really  cares

He  follows  you round  the  room with is  mournful  stares.

 

Pigglet

Pigglet

 

Yea Mark 

IOTD …. “Image of the Day”, #78!!

Wise words wise woman Dr Rex. Here also is the whole song and Lyrics .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwMOC5i2eRk&channel=Miluzie

It Is What It Is

~~November 18, 2014~~ 

I AM WOMAN

I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an’ pretend
’cause I’ve heard it all before
And I’ve been down there on the floor
No one’s ever gonna keep me down again

Oh yes I am wise
But it’s wisdom born of pain
Yes, I’ve paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong (strong)
I am invincible (invincible)
I am woman

Helen Reddy – Lyrics

BorderCal

A dear blogger friend taught me about this concept.

You can find Michelle here: http://mchelsmusings.wordpress.com/

~In her own words~

IOTD” is image of the day, a concept I came up with. I teach visual meditative therapy – or in easy terms – a mini mental holiday. For some people it is very difficult…

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Day 19 Nano Poblano: Harsh words,crossed lines.

It is slipping  through  my fingers, I cannot catch it before it is too late

Slow motion drawls  the hateful words and still they come

I am trapped, frozen by fear I want to scream ‘Stop  the anger stop the hate.’

The things,  the people I love  the most  are  being pushed away

No way back so much said

A torrent from one side, a deluge of words. Silence  from the other. Nothing to say?

Stop it please God  help before  the link is cut and my heart is dead.

 

Shut up, shut off those stupid Christmas adverts they are  not true

Happy families, hearth and home all safe  and happy, snow falling?

Too many festive days  have ended in tears, a look a word …. you know that is true.

It is making  me ill with worry it is eating me up, I do not know  the line they are calling.

Words said in haste  cannot  be taken back so easily , they get stuck  they mutate

Meanings  get changed, the truth slips away through the cracks, it sneers

Twisting and pulling  the situation out of control. This is too much to contemplate.

I cannot see how they can find their way back, Too much testosterone , it will end in my tears.

 

Yea Mark

Band Aid 30 : Ebola: Day 18 Nano Poblano

No touch no need

No touch no pass the seed

Of death . Tears of a baby

Can kill  you maybe

You didn’t know

Death passes that easily, so

Do  not hug or comfort

Do  not kiss or support.

It spreads like wildfire

Ebola kiss of death.

 

Yea Mark 

 

Day 17 Nano Poblano: She Lupine

Run,  run faster  here  they come

Switch become  the wolf  you know  you are.

Run as fast as you can into the sun

Run by day, hunt and at night  howl to moon and star

 

Avoid  your old breed, avoid man

As a wolf you are faster, stronger more alive

Live as a strong she wolf  not a weak woman.

Find  your mate to him be true find him onwards strive.

 

Run never mind your wounds

Fight the pain let finer feelings die

Keep to your fur it is warmer and four legs faster in bounds.

You do not need your human body ! It will never let you fly!

 

 

 Yea Mark 

 

 

If we were having Coffee: Uppers and Downers! Day 16 Nana Poblano

Hello everyone  and welcome to  this weeks  If we were having Coffee . Come on in the fires are lit  the cushions are plumped up and  we have  the coffee on.Paul  and  his guests  are all here  and enjoying  the warmth  and food and drinks. We  have  tea  and coffee  from all over  the world not to mention all our cakes  and muffins  and  as Paul  calls  them sweets! Every single  one  is  calorie  free!

morning ,noon and night

I do  hope  you have had a better  week than I have ! If we were having Coffee . I would  tell you what a strange week I have had  a meds  change  only  two tablets   but they are  Tramadol which is a morphine  based tablet making them addictive. I have been working at  getting  my  pain management regime under control for over eighteen months.I had  managed  to get from 26 tablets  daily  to 10. I had  had  not help  from my original GP  he was just  happy  to deal with  me over  the phone  just  refilling  my  prescription not once checking  me out or  enquiring if I felt I could drop any of the tablets.

I managed to find a  friendly  and helpful pharmacist who recommended a cut  down regime  which I  followed! Two  months ago I changed  my  Doctors surgery. I now  have what seems to be intuitive, and caring  help . I have had a  small op, a change of  tablets  loads and loads of tests all to make sure things are all A Okay! Her latest idea  is  for me to drop the two remaining  Tramadol which I am. BUT  I am suffering  I am having  to cope  with withdrawal which my  dear friends is not  nice, not nice at all. Joints hurt, my back hurts, I have a runny nose  and I have fits of coughing and sneezing, I feel so low  almost depressed  but I know  the anxiety and fear is withdrawal induced. Nightmares  and being unable to breath or relax in the night, headaches and Oh! the tiredness. But  Day  Four and I am still standing.  She  has upped the Gabapentin  though . These  are a neuropathic pain killers. I have to take  these, one ,  three times a day ( I was taking one twice a day ) It is a trade off  but it should  keep the pain at  bay  when the withdrawal is over and I am back to my old self.

Right sorry enough of  me moaning, lets have some  hot chocolate  and brandy  and a huge piece of  calorie  free cake!! There is so  much here to choose from. So  come on  have your  fill, enjoy.

If we were having coffee :  I would  tell you we saw  the Newbie  on Friday  and  he  was such a joy , the hubby was over helping out  by  doing  a repair  job for our son and his wife I joined  him as  I was feeling  stressed and anxious due  to the above meds  situation. While  the little family  was out (our son having a day off) I did some ironing as I cannot  just sit around. Unfortunately I think I overstepped a line.

If we were having Coffee: I would  tell you that I am going  to try  and colour  my hair today . Of late  I have to admit I have let  the colour grow out . I had,  had it done black one  side and a subtle  red the other  the two colours feathering in to each other at  the rear! Well I do not feel like a trip to the hair dressers  so I am just going  black I am sure  the colour  will give a highlight effect.  I am doing this because  whilst out with a friend  we dropped into where I used to work and one of  the woman there asked  my  friend ( I had  gone in to the Ladies) ” Is  that  willow ? I hardly recognised her , she looked so normal” That  hurt so it is time to take action. I do not mind  normal  but …… well maybe I do.

If we were having Coffee: I tell you all about the wonderful  Autumn colours  and the fogs that are closing in on us. Sometimes  we have fog all day and it is damp and wet. Then a beautiful day may,  just as easily  emerge  through  the fog  and we can have beautiful Autumn sun. Mind  you  it is very difficult  to drive into low sun… especially  people  like  me under 5ft! I must not  moan  because it will be Winter soon and then it will be dark and cold  most of  the time!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I would say  lets  go and see what Paul’s  guest are up to lets  all mix  and have fun.  I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/ 

 

 Yea Mark 

 

 

 

If we were having coffee: Guest post. Life and Death

Life and Death

Afternoon Tea (The Gossips) by Sir John Everett Millais 1889

Recently acquired by the Winnipeg Art Gallery

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again inside Willow’s home where it is nice and toasty, tending to your for a cuppa, and sweets. We’ve moved inside to beat the winter cold in the garden. I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax with a cuppa an calorie free electronic sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/ or worldwide. How has your week been?

 

This week I have been closely following Sue Jones blog as she and her family go through the loss of her granddaughter. Their strength and emotional fortitude is inspirational. I cried often while reading the real-time series of blogs that describes the premature birth of the little girl, then her subsequent death and burial. My heart goes out to Sue and her family. My prayers are with them.

 

Photo Courtesy of: TOM HANSON / The Canadian Press

Remembrance Day was unseasonably warm this year as Canada paid tribute to all who fought and died to secure our freedom. The recent memories of the deaths of two Canadian soldiers here at home by murder – one at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier– have weighed heavily on the ceremonies. How did Remembrance Day go in your country? Was the weather decent? Were any particular ceremonies memorable?

Would you like another cuppa? Perhaps a sweet (remember these e-sweets are caloriefree)? Moving along then, the week here had one very warm day – November 11, Remembrance Day – sandwiched between below freezing temperatures with dark, threatening clouds and brisk winds. Friday afternoon and evening it snowed fast and hard for short periods of time. Sitting in the handicap bus waiting for another passenger on my way to dialysis, the snow swirled around and the world disappeared from view. It felt very peaceful, as if nature was covering the sins of the world in a clean white blanket. The mini blizzard slowly died down leaving a slight dusting of white on the ground and trees.

Mini Blizzard

So, the doctors finally got my medication right in order to control the restless legs in dialysis. As a result, this week’s treatments have been going very well. I was a little stiff after Friday’s treatment (not being able to move around during dialysis does that sometimes), but a good sleep cured that. My energy levels are up and I feel more positive.

Here in Canada this week all eyes have been on a developing story in Winnipeg, Manitoba (on the plains in central Canada). As a bit of background, there has been an increasing clamor about the worrying increase in the disappearances and deaths of First Nations Aboriginal women. The province of Manitoba has been the worst, with Alberta not far behind. The statistics are a bit confusing and the government has been hiding behind those statistics. Over the whole country, the deaths are slightly above average for the general population – nothing worrying. But when the small geographical area is taken into consideration and the history and increasing numbers – the picture is very, very bad. A number of high profile groups have been demanding an inquiry.

Eagle and Wolf Tattoo

Earlier this week a young 16 year old First Nations girl by the name of Rinelle Harper went for a walk with two young men down by the Assiniboine River in Winnipeg. She and friends had met the men earlier and when her friends left she decided to stay chat with the men. They then beat her, raped her and threw her into the very cold river to die. She managed to scramble out downstream and while lying there, the young men came by again and beat her once more. Seven hours later some passers-by found her and rushed her to the hospital. She is recovering – against all odds. The absolute horror of this behaviour – the inhumanity of the men – is resounding around the country. In order to find the perpetrators, the police got permission from Rinelle’s parents to release her name. It worked, and the two men responsible were arrested on Friday and imprisoned.What are your thoughts on this horrendous behaviour? Can someone exhibit this behaviour and still be sane? What do you think should be done with the young men? (They will be tried and sentenced here, likely on attempted murder charges as well asother charges.) Meanwhile the really BIG question remains – Why is this happening to our Aboriginal women? What are we doing that is failing their safety?

Would you like another cuppa? Willow and I are honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here for tea again next week.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/ 

 

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