What Day is it Anyway 29th June to 3rd July 2020.

This song is so much deeper that it appears on first hearing. It’s all about depression, or maybe that’s too strong a word. Perhaps apaphy is better word. ” I can’t change my mould, I am here in my mould, and I am million different people from one day to next, I can’t change my mold”. To me that’s very poignant especially these strange days. On the face of it the video could easily be about flouting social distancing…. Don’t get me started.

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As I am recovering with this bag , my new friend things have become even more ground hog and indistinguishable! I still wake at stupid o’clock. Though now Hubby does most things I used to. I do as much as I can, even if it’s behind his back. I don’t tell him and it’s always one less job for him to do.

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At some point over the weekend our friends Debbie and Chris came to socially distance in the garden, that was lovely but it rained…. We spoke to the boys and did all the usual things, plus our weekly virtual night at the pub with our friends. I was tucked up in bed by nine.

Hubby is also busy sorting out his Mum’s estate, so much involved with that and busy.

Monday 29th June 2020.

Up at stupid o’clock, hubby walked Ruby and I got dressed. We had a hospital appointment to have the drain and bag checked. We arrived just after 10am, parking was not easy but eventually we got a space. Hubby went and found me a wheel chair and we were off.

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We arrived at the ADSU at about 10.30, they did seem very busy. The nurse incharge seems very abrupt but we had an appointment. We were waiting around for a while then they found us a bay and bed.

Things looked up when our nurse arrived, she was really nice and welcoming and very confident. So bloods, stats and four hour wait we had a 6mins consultation.

The two doctors we saw were really helpful, if not a tad rushed. But the answered all my questions and addressed my worries. They told me all was looking okay. The bleeding seemed to have stopped 🤞the dressing, tubes,drain and bag all good too. I have to go back in about four weeks to have special X-ray and see the surgeon about the removal of drain and operation. I am hoping we will be looking at another 6 weeks. Hubby had got us a sandwich and drink while we were waiting and we had lunch in the car before we headed home.

I was knackered when we got home 💜

Tuesday 30th June 2020 to Friday 3rd July 2020.

Well it’s almost been sleep, eat repeat. Not too much eat though. Hubby walks the dog, we keep in touch with friends and family. I empty my cholecystectomy bag daily. Hubby shops, cooks and cleans, I do my bit and will my body to heal. I walk round and round the garden and house to keep fit.

Last night and tonight hubby and I walked out the front door, around the block and back into the back door. All good exercise. Not far but it’s a start. Also our middle lad popped round to social distance round the garden.

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That’s really all I have to tell at the moment so it’s time for a happy song . I have used this song before but I am going to use it again. Because I need to be brave and positive and this song makes me feel both!

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

Stay calm stay sensible
Be safe.

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 184, #SpecificForm

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Challenge.

It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form.

This week’s form is:

Haibun

As an added bit to the challenge… please use Frank J. Tassone’s photo as the inspiration for your Haibun. Frank says this spot is called Getrude’s Nose, a Rocky promenade located in Minnewaska Preserve State Park, in the Shawangunk Mountains outside New Paltz, New York (about a 2 hour drive out of NYC). Please include the copyright to the photo in your post.

I decided to take on Colleen’s challenge and write about part of my recent time in hospital.

The Table.

© 2020 Frank J. Tassone

I lie on my side, voices above my head are panicked. Another voice arrives, a quick discussion ensues. Angiogram is mentioned, I am moved. It’s all panic and pain. My head searches for escape, trees, rock, warmth and peace. The voices decide what they are doing. A voice barks orders at me, the pain increases…..

Help me fly, Gaia.

Bare me away on wings of

Your healing powers

What Day Is It Anyway?

Dear friends, and you are all friends, you have proved this more than once. I feel I should explain my absence since 4th June. I have been unable to write or even read any one’s posts, my apologies. Then this morning I spotted how Darswood had said she had wondered where I was and had sent condolences for the family that I should give you a heads up for now.

Firstly, MIL died late night 3rd/ early hours 4th June. The Covid and frailty won in the end. MIL did not go quietly she fought it to the end with every ounce she had. She made her goal, her 100th Birthday and was conscious, up and dressed to celebrate it with the hospital staff and hubby.

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Then the days began to blur we fell into a pit of organisation. As you will know if you have been following my #WDIIA posts hubby and his brother and sister do not get on too well. But when MIL died they agreed hubby should organise everything, this is just as well as otherwise it would of been chaos. So he threw himself into arranging the funeral. I gave all the support I could but he was a man on a mission, he wanted to do his mum proud.

We got up at stupid o’clock, we walked Ruby , Hubby arranged the funeral this strange pandemic life continued with its highs and lows.

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Stangely I was feeling ill, sleeping, eating and doing even less. I found it hard to write or read. Pains in my shoulders, back, chest, neck, jaw all escalated until we thought heart attack? … But for days? Eventually I rang our GP surgery.

Now going to the GP surgery these days is not normal. You ring up and talk to a non medical receptionist who quizzes you, luckily I was deemed unwell enough to see a duty Dr at 5pm that evening. Instructions : Arrive at carpark wearing a mask and gloves, stand at the first yellow line by the emergency exit and someone will let you in. I was greeted by an woman in brown scrubs, plastic apron, gloves, mask, goggles and a visor. She was actually the Dr. Her PPE and my mask made conversation rather difficult, anyway I had a chat with her then a nurse gave me an ECG. And an appointment for blood test was arranged. ECG was fine.

I am not well

It was a very painful weekend though Saturday we got to see our son , his wife and the grandchildren, under brand new rules we are now allowed to have a BBQ of six people who must socially distancing. You may not go into the host’s house at all. So we had a lovely bbq.. and it was cold and windy and some of the time it rained thank goodness for heavy garden umbrellas. But it was the first chance to see them since lockdown and it was lovely. Some of the above rules have changed again.

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As the weekend progressed I got worse. Monday was terrific, pain, Monday night thought I was dying, Tuesday I took to my bed. By 4pm we had to call 101, they sent an Ambulance which took me to E.D. Home at 5am next morning then back at AEC at 11am tests all day, then Ultrasound found the problem. A massively swollen gall bladder full of bile and large stones, one huge one blocking the neck. I was admitted.

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Now again because of the pandemic we have to go to hospital unaccompanied, so hubby had spent Monday night and Tuesday not really knowing how I was really coping. Luckily we were in touch by mobile.

Wednesday after nil by mouth I.V. antibiotics, fluids and painkillers overnight on the ward it was decided they would put in a drain and fit a cholecystectomy bag. Mid morning I was taken to ultrasound, the procedure did not go smoothly and it had to be done twice with a CT Angiogram done half way through to see what was going wrong. I might talk about that later but not today, the drain and bag are with me now for 6 to 8 weeks with appointments arranged with the surgeon and then another operation to remove the gall bladder.

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Hospitals too at the moment are dark and scary places , staff wearing PPE, and inpatients and outpatients wearing masks and gloves. I will write about about my experiences, fears, what I heard and saw but not now I am tired and I don’t have the muse with me she is on holiday.

I was discharged from hospital Saturday evening, wearing my new accessary the cholecystectomy bag, with scant instructions on how to empty and keep it clean and even less on what I can and can’t do myself, but there’s always Google and my brain to help me with that . So Sunday dawned warm and it was so good to feel safe at home, hubby and I emptied the cholecystectomy bag , over 200mls good I thought it’s draining well , We had a very quiet day and it was good to relax and eat something edible though small. A neighbour rang and whilst they were chatting I was dozing. Hubby looked at my bag and there was another 150 mils in it. He said our neighbour had said it should not be red and looking like tomato sauce and over 300mls was an awful lot to loose since coming home. Thankfully we listened as we knew she was a nurse albeit 34yrs ago.

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So it was Sunday evening I was back in hospital much to my distress, thank goodness after 24hrs, more tests, bloods and two nasty injections through a cannular I am back home , grateful and determined to stay here.

Last night I slept like a baby, we were up at a quarter to stupid o’clock. But today is MIL’s funeral and sadly I can’t go, I am not well enough. That again is another post. .

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So I am going to stop now as I am exhausted, I have been trying to finish this post on and off for over 12 hours now but I am determined to do so.

The funeral went well, and MIL’s road was lined with her neighbours, family and friends. A mark of the woman she was. Our middle son followed the hearse to the Crematorium as a mark of respect, a one man Cortege. He payed his respects to the 10 family members allowed into the funeral then drove to our house to look after me. In the garden socially distancing.

Hubby and our two other sons attended the funeral, hubby read his lovely eulogy to his mum, the Celebrant spoke beautifully about MIL from what hubby had told her. Hubby and our to other lads joined The middle lad and me in the garden, we made a party of six with Ruby dog, and we were all socially distanced. The boys drifted off one by one the youngest first home to his family, then the middle to his flat our eldest and hubby took Ruby for a walk . Then he went off home too.

Below the music from the funeral.

Mil entered to this as it was a favourite of hers.

This hymn was for all to join in, with was this version.

Unforgettable, bless she is. Was her exit anthem.

So I think that is that for now, I still don’t feel up to being back full time yet. The loss, the cholecystectomy bag, the next op, the fear and pain, pandemic is all a little to much just now. I am here I am trying and it’s so good to know you are all there.

Thank you to Sue at Daily Echo and Ritu at But I Smile Anyway for seeing me through a dark night on the ward. Thank you Marjorie Mallon for her kind words and Darswood for giving me the shove I needed to write this post. To all of you , you know who you are Betty, Geoff, Di, Hugh, Colleen, Dale, Ronovanwrite’s, Kat, John, Jim all of you out there, I am here. I am coming back I just need some time. If your name’s not there consider yourselves all mentioned.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

consider yourself mentioned Linda💜

Keep safe
Be kind
Be brave

If We Were Having Coffee:Shocks and Hospitals

If we were having Coffee: I would  remind  you  that  there  are lots of  other  coffee mornings  all shared  and organized  By  Diana  and  Gene’O  over at,Part time monster

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Do join in

Come on  in  it is nice  to  sit  and  have a  chat  after  all  the  hustle  and  bustle  of  the past  few days.   I  can  still entertain  you  all  with 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! Plus of course  we now have spirits  and liquors  to warm the coldest of  you.

If we were having  coffee: Where would  I  start. It  all started  off  normally enough  then !

We  took  Hubby’s  Mum 95yrs old and her  only  remaining  sister in  law  91yrs  out  for lunch on Tuesday all was  lovely  both ladies  fit  and  chatting  non  stop …though both  getting  frail.

After  lunch  we  went  back  to  Hubby’s  mum’s house as her  sister in law   lives in London and  we thought  we  would take  her back  after  7pm  and miss  the  rush hour. Good  job  we  did because  at  about  5.30pm  Mum  had  a  mini  stroke she  had a  strange  grin on her  face  and  could  not talk. Well with in   sixty  seconds I  told  Hubby  to  ring  the  DR luckily  he  realized  I  meant ambulance! The first response  car  was there in 5mins and the  paramedic  was  excellent. Then  about  15mins  after she arrived  Mum  had a fit we had to get her on to the floor  and  in the  recovery  position.

The poor aunt   was in  bits  I had  been  cuddling her  but  had  to leave her  to help the para medic  with Mum. When  the Ambulance did arrive  it  was decided  to take her  to  a near by Acute  Stroke  unit, so  we  agreed  that I  would  go  in the Ambulance with Mum  and Hubby  would  take  his Aunt home then  join us  at the unit.

Mum   was  seen  at the unit   and  we  were all  amazed  that  she made an a fast  recovery  her  speech face  and  all  her limbs  back  to normal  within  hours. Though she was  and is still a little  flustered  and confused. They  decided  to  send  her  to   a hospital    which is  nearer  to  where  she  lives, also  she   was  due a  biopsy  the next  day  at  that  hospital and  because  she  was  worrying  about  that  she  should be  sent   there.

At 10pm  they  told us  they  could not  get transport  and  could  we take  her ourselves. Hubby’s  brother  was not  impressed  but  for Mum’s sake it was best  we just  agree,  so  Hubby  and I  took her. When  we arrived  hubby  went in and  explained  the  situation  while  stayed  with her in  the car. He refused  to  have her  sitting  in  the crowded waiting  room. Luckily  a senior  nurse  told him  to  bring  her  straight  through.

Long  story  short  we  left  at  1am  she got on  to a ward  at  4.30 am  but  we  had  to  go when we did as  we  were  so  tired and  apparently  she had  every  test known  to man or woman. We were  back  there  the  next   day  and  took her  for the  biopsy.

Again  long  story  short  we  bought her  home  Friday to  her  house  her  other  son  is staying with  her  until  Monday  then  we  will have  to sort  something out …. by  we I  mean Hubby  and I. The  sad  thing is  the  biopsy  she had  on  Wednesday  has  confirmed  her  lymphoma  has  return …. she had Lymphoma  10yrs  ago  and in spite of  being only  given  6months  to live  she recovered  with  treatment  and  went on  to have  another  10yrs  full of  cruises with  friends  and on  her own, and  holidays  and  days out  with us and  friends  never  knowingly  found  sitting  down.

This  news  has knocked  her  for  six , obviously. She has  asked  for treatment  as in  her  words she  would  like  some  more  time. So we are awaiting  the  medics opinion  so it  is just  fingers  crossed .

 

We have  been  seeing  Mum every day  since  she had  the  stroke, fit  and bad  news and  now  she  is  home  we are  making  sure  she is not  alone. Our  youngest  took the  Newbie  round  to see her  yesterday  afternoon  and  our  eldest  drove up  from from the  south coast  to  see her our  middle  son  due  to  work  has  been  phoning her. Her  ex daughter in law and her  daughter  have been to see her  and   her so  she is not  alone . In fact  she is  coming here  for a late dinner today.

If we were having  coffee: I  would  apologize  for  going on do  have another  cuppa  and  something  to  eat!

With  all the  above  going on  blogging  has been rather hit  and  miss  and  though  occasionally  late  I have managed  to keep up  JusJoJan! to be  found at  LindaGHills blog.

Also  I have  to  say  that purely  by  chance  HelenEspinosa‘s  Song lyric  Sunday  is  so  apt  for  this  weeks  events  that  it  made  me  weep. Please  pop over  and  have a look and  you will see why!  look here  

I must  dash  now  loads  to do. Sorry  if I  am not  commenting as  much  but my like  does  mean a lot I promise. I shall be back  to  normal as and when.

If we  were  having  Coffee:  I would  have  to  say  we  are  all  sill  waiting  patiently   for  our  dear  Paul  Curran   to  rejoin us here at  the  coffee  share   but  until he is  well enough  and up  and  running again  we  shall  have  to  bide our  time!

For  now  everyone  Be  well  and  happy!

If we were having Coffee Original idea  from parttimemonster.

And of course  the

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  WEEKEND COFFEE SHARE

over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s
Love to you all

thestarsareawake

If We Were Having Coffee : Shopping, Hospitals, Rain, and the Newbie

 

Hello  everyone  welcome  to  the garden  we have a marquee  and  heaters, all the garden  furniture  has  been washed  and  I have put out cushions for your  comfort.

Well what  do  you  think  shall  we  chance  it . Now  as  always  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! Plus of course  we now have spirits  and liquors  to warm the coldest of  you.

If we were having  Coffee: I would ask  you what  has been going on in your world this week, has  anything  deeply affected  you, have  you need a sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry  on or  just  needed someone  to make  you laugh! If  yes  feel free to talk it out  here  with us. We will all help if  we can.

Lets  join  everyone  here  and  all the  other  “IF  WE  WERE  HAVING  COFFEES”

Join in !

If we were having Coffee: I would  remind  you  that  there  are lots of  other  coffee mornings  all shared  and organized  By  Diana  and  Gene’O  over at,Part time monster  

self harm

If  we  were having  coffee : I would  have to admit  that I have  been  preoccupied with  the plight  of  my  friend’s  daughter who has  been in  and out  of  a psychiatric unit  like a  yoyo  in  the past  fortnight. It  has been a roller coaster  for  my  friend, her  other  daughter  and  for the husband  and myself. Trips  to  and from the unit, not being  allowed  to  see  the patient  or  even  call without  express  permission  from the patient . Even my  friend  could not  get  any information  about her  daughter  unless  she had  allowed it first.

My  friend has two  daughters  both beautiful  bright young  women  and I have known them  since  they were little  girls of  about  6yrs  and 8yrs repectively. So it  has been a an awful  and deep  shock  to   see  the  younger  daughter  now  21yrs  fall apart, in what  looks  like  a fortnight. It  was  even  worse  for her  mum  who  also had  no idea  there  were any  problems.

The  sad  facts  are  that  she has  been suffering  for a long  time, she has been  self harming   and  covering her  misery  for  ages. None of us  knew  none of us  had  any idea.

If  we  were having  coffee :  I would  tell you  that  I have  had  my second  eldest  sister  on my  mind  too. She  has been in  hospital  since  24th April , she  went in to have a heart operation,  a  double  bypass  and  double  valve replacement . Well since  then  she  has developed an infection  in  the  wound in her  leg   from  where  they  took  the    veins  use in the operation  and  somehow  she has  a bone infection in her  chest, there  has been a long  catalogue  of  setbacks  that have befallen her   but  the  fact remains  she is  still  very unwell  and  any  prayers  you  may  have  to  say  for her  would be  appreciated.

If  we  were having  coffee :  I would ask if  you would like  more tea, coffee  and  cake? We have  plenty  and  all is  calorie  free!

 

Lots of eyes

 

If  we  were having  coffee : I feel I  should  lighten  the tone of  this  post  so  lets  see? Monday  the  husband  and I  went into  town  to  do  some  shopping ( clothes  shopping ) well we  parked  a 15min  walk  from the  shops. Not  a problem it  was a warm  day ….. well  we only  had  2hr  parking so half  an  hour  would  be  walking  to  and  from  the  shops,  leaving  an  hour  and  a half  to  pick, try on  and  pay  for  the  goods. We  accomplished  that …. rather  rushed  but  done. On  the  way  back  to the  car  the  heavens  opened up  and  boy  did it  rain. We  got  soaked  to the skin!

Tuesday back at  the gym then housework , ironing and  trip  to hospital  with my  friend , mentioned  above. She  and her  daughter  stayed  for  dinner.

Wednesday  Core  Lesson  at  the  gym, then  take  friend’s  daughter  back  to hospital, in the  afternoon I  met  my  gym  buddy  for  a coffee and a chat, we arranged  to  go into  town  the  next  day  ….. so I  could  change  most of  the  clothes  I had  so  hastily  bought  on the Monday!

Thursday  after  the  gym  my  buddy  and I  caught  the  bus into  town  and  took our  time  I  changed  my  hastily  picked  goods  for  more  suitable and  better fitting  ones, she  also  bought  some  tops  and  three pairs  of  shoes. Then  it  started  to rain  and  we  got  soaked  …. for me  again! We went  and had a cuppa  and  a cake  in a department  store, by then we had  dried out  and  so had  the weather  so we  carried on to  the Apple  store  where  my  friend  had  some  queries  to  sort out! After which  we caught  the bus  home.

Soaked  twice in one  week,  not  very  fair! So  Friday I  had  the  new  drive  again  to  the Pilates  class, which I  found  with  no  problem at  all  I did not  get  even  slightly  lost in  either  direction  and really  enjoyed  the class. Busy  afternoon  and  evening.

Today  was  special  because  the  Newbie  and his  Daddy  came  for lunch  and  we had a lovely  time  with lots of  giggling and  fun!!

If we were having coffee : I wowuld say it is  time  for  garden  round up!

and  now for  from  veg  to  flowers!

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Honeysuckle

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Lollypop Holly Bush

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White Rose

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Red hot Pokers

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View through the Fuscias

Okay  well  that  is  about  all there is  time  for  this  week  so

If  we were having coffee : I would  ask  if  I  can fill up  your  cup, or  glass  or  get  you anything  else  to  eat  it is  all  calorie  free!

Let us  go  and Join Paul and the  gang  and  see  what  they are  all discussing  this  week! It has  been lovely  as always  to have  you all here  and  I  hope,  as does  Paul  that  you will all join us here again  next  week.

And of course  the

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  WEEKEND COFFEE SHARE

over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s

 

If We Were Having Coffee Guest Post– April 26/2015

Frustration

High tea in Government House in Edmonton Alberta.

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. Please come in and make yourself comfortable. Willow has plumped the cushions and started a cozy fire so we can warm ourselves while we have a cuppa and chat. As usual, 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. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax while we    discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

So, I travel to dialysis three times a week by a handicap bus. Because it is so often and I am on disability, the bus pass is covered under Health and Safety Services (HSS). For this I am grateful. However, dealing with HSS has to be the most frustrating experience I have ever had. Naturally enough, they want yearly confirmation by a doctor that I still qualify for this service, so they send a form to me for the doctor to sign. I received that form late last week and on Monday, while he was doing rounds, I got the dialysis doctor’s signature. So far, so good. Dialysis is very obliging and has some stake in their patients arriving in a timely manner so they offered to fax the form to the appropriate government office. The form says clearly and unambiguously “… fax to Valerie Gauthier at 613-580-4760” in big letters on the top. So, dialysis faxes this form, attaches the confirmation of fax receipt from the receiving fax at the correct number, to the form and returns it to me. Knowing this department is notoriously incompetent (very kind and considerate and easy going and approachable and very seldom, if ever, get anything right the first time around) I decide to follow up to make sure this form has been received.

Would you like a refill? Perhaps a sweet? On Thursday afternoon, I look up the number for Valerie in the city of Ottawa employee directory, and call. Valerie informs me in a very upset tone that I have the wrong person – she no longer does that. Fine, I tell her that her name is on the form – I hesitate to ask what her problem is. So Valerie kindly gets me the number of my worker and explains that all services are coordinated through her – Diane Miron. So I call Diane, identify myself and explain why I am calling. Diane informs me that she doesn’t take care of that and asks who and what number I faxed the form to. So I tell her the name and number on the form. Diane tells me that the person and the number are wrong – and uses a tone that implies I’m stupid. I object that I did precisely what the form asked me to do. Diane says they haven’t gotten around to changing the form yet and checks the computer. She tells me that the computer does not show that the form has been received and asks when I sent it. I tell her (4 days ago) and she says that Julia Hamilton now takes care of this and that she should eventually get the form anyway. So, I thank Diane and look up Julia’s number. She is not in and I leave a message. So far I have used over ½ hour of my time and city workers time fruitlessly because the form had the wrong info on it. And still I have no answer and the city wonders why their workers’ productivity is so low.

City of Ottawa HSS Building

The following day I received a call back from Julia who told me that the form was no where to be found and that I should re-fax it to 613-580-2790. Of course I don’t have a fax at home so I faxed it that night in dialysis. I impressed upon her that the form had a different number on it and she told me that the form had been revised now, which of course was after it had already been sent to all the applicants. So anyone who got the renewal form this month will not get their bus pass unless they followed up with a call and re-fax to a different number. Oh, and by the way, she informed me that there is a number that I should call in future for inquiries and they will relay a message to her- I  shouldn’t call her direct. How do you do dealing with government departments? Do they frustrate you as well? Do tell.

Another cuppa perhaps? Would you like a sweet, they are very tasty and calorie free. On another note, I was reading an article in The Globe and Mail, Canada’s national newspaper and paper of record (a national newspaper that carries official and legal notices by government decree) about a group of 3 young men who disappeared from a Winnipeg university in the mid 2000’s read  here  They communicated that they were going to join Al-Qaeda. One man was American and he showed back up in the US – extradited from Pakistan – charged with providing help to terrorists. He has since been incarcerated. The Canadian families of the remaining young men had some hope that their sons would be found and extradited as well, but that is not the policy. Apparently, in its war on terrorism, the American government has been getting a lot of flak at home about killing American citizens who are affiliated with terrorists overseas. Consequently, when possible, they capture and return Americans to the US where they are charged and imprisoned. That being said, they do not have a similar policy for other foreign nationals including Canadians – they are killed on sight when appropriate, often by drones.

Ahmad Waseem, left, of Windsor, Ont., was wounded in combat in Syria. John Maguire, centre, is a former University of Ottawa business student who was under RCMP investigation after leaving for Syria last year. Hasibullah Yusufzai, right, is a B.C. man charged with terrorism in July.

So, it occurs to me that the US government is seeing negative backlash at home when it kills Americans overseas – how do they think everyone else feels when other nationalities are killed by Americans in other countries? And their backlash is coming on proven American terrorists, how do they think others feel when innocent people are killed in American raids and activities? The Americans call this “collateral damage” – I call it generating more terrorists and people worldwide who hate America’s foreign policy, military, and government (note the Oxford comma after “military” – a tribute to Doobster’s punctuation lessons.) What do you think? Does anyone (regardless of nationality) who engages in terrorism or collaborates with terrorists deserve to die overseas even if they have not personally harmed anyone? (For example the terrorists’ bakers and confectioners are considered collaborators and are killed on sight.) And what about the innocents who are killed – those whose only crime was to be in the wrong place at the wrong time?

On that note, that’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and watch the fire. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for sweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

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If We Were Having Coffee – Jan.18/2015 GUEST POST

A Rare Appointment

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. Please come in and make yourself comfortable. Willow has plumped the cushions and started a cozy fire so we can warm ourselves while we have a cuppa and chat. As usual, 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. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

It has been a chilly week here in Ottawa, forcing everyone to scuttle from one building to another in an attempt to stay warm. Right now, as I write this, it is -23 C (about -15 F) with a wind chill in the -30’s. Brrrr! So, anyway I had scuttled to the hospital one morning for a consult with a new (to me) doctor who will perform a minor surgery on me in a few months. It is another domino in the dialysis chain that has fallen and the procedure is necessary to straighten out a side effect. I am told that it is minimal invasive but necessary and will require a few days stay as an inpatient. Anyway, I have never met this doctor before, so, of course, we have to go though my sordid medical history and I am to be poked and prodded to ascertain my medical fitness to qualify. Now this is an “ENT” (Ear, nose, throat) doc, so it’s all about my head and neck and the parts therin.

 

(See that headrest? I thought it was for my comfort – WRONG. It is to keep my head from running away )when a probe targets my nose – AAARGH!.)

I present myself and am ushered in short order into an exam room. My wait is minimal and two young (my God they don’t look a day over 19) med students (3rd year)  and introduce themselves – Dana and Pirya. Sigh. They are eager and humble and attentive and ask my permission (imagine that, a doc who asks permission) to do all the prelim work for the record before I see the doctor. There are advantages to this hospital being a teaching institution – all the docs are not old and grumpy. Ha! Of course, faced with two young, attractive women who ask me to talk about myself, while they listen attentively, is not unpleasant and off I go on my favorite topic – me.

This back and forth goes on for a bit and then they inform me that they would like to check a few things, again with my permission. Then they proceed to pore over my head, looking in every orifice and discussing their observations with each other and me (amazingly). I have to tell you, I was impressed. For the first time, in as long as I can remember, a doctor (or a pair of doctors) began to list all the things that were right with me. As I sat there they each declared both of my ears in excellent shape (“What am I looking for? “ “If you shine the light at an angle right there (positions instrument for partner to look) you will see a reflection off the ear drum and you can see that it is all symmetrical and clear and very good looking.”) I have never had my ears checked and often wondered if I was taking good care of them – having never used any of the oft toted ear products such as swabs. I felt as if I had perhaps ignored my ears and they were waiting to wreck havoc. But no, in two professional opinions, they were as good as the day they first started hearing. And pronounced so by two attractive young women.

Then they want to look down my throat and with the help of another oddly shaped light and a tongue depressor, proceed to tell me that my throat looks wonderful (my words), that my gums look very healthy and that there is no sign of any irregularities in any of the linings. Pushing my tongue around, one doc holding the light and the other the depressor, they examined it, top, sides, bottom, and declared it too a fine specimen of a tongue, well maintained and definitely worthy of my head. Ha! All this they do with an air of humbleness and constant requesting of my permission. Often one will say “I’ve never done this before” and the other would reply “Oh, let me show you.”

Then they decide to check all the lymph nodes in my neck, a procedure that involved standing behind me and basically massaging my neck and throat as they looked for the nodes. They knew where they all were – and there are apparently a whack of them – in theory but finding them in real life was a challenge. Then of course, once one doc had found some, they would change places and the other doc would find them too. I must have shown some signs that I was enjoying this as Dana asked if it was pleasant. I replied that they could look for nodes in my back too when they were done. Ha! They pronounced all my lymph nodes in perfect condition. Whew, I was batting a thousand They were busy marveling as they watched my thyroid move up and down while I swallowed sips of ice water, when the doctor herself entered. No one had ever paid much attention or been so riveted by my swallowing before and I was quite pleased.

Apparently, from their reaction, I was doing it especially well and I felt proud. The real doc – Dr. McLean – is also a sharp looking woman but about my age with an amused smile and a no-nonsense manner. “So, I hear a lot of laughter from this room, are we all having a good time?” As the students watched she went over the procedure and did a nasty but quick test by inserting a probe through my nose and down my throat – again declaring all she saw as in good shape. We exchanged some info about procedure timing and such and she left. Just before going, and apparently looking for a learning experience for her charges, she asked if I would mind explaining my dialysis fistula to the two students. I am sure she knew I was enjoying this and playing to my ego was a fine way to keep her students busy.

And so I set off on a show and tell of my dialysis fistula to my rapt audience of two. Not a large gathering but certainly one of my best performances. Ha! A while later, the doc stuck her head back into the room and thanked me and departed with my audience, who left with a cheery good bye, a wave, and a thank you. A nurse appeared, gave me a brace of forms to complete and sign. Having done that, I was free to go.

As I walked down the hallway I realized that this was the very first time I had ever had a doctor’s visit where I had been told what wonderful shape I was in and been given a list of all the things that were good and right with me. It occurred to me that doctors likely see all these things normally but don’t mention them –either because of time constraints or the normalcy of their observations. It would be great of all the good things could be mentioned occasionally. The time and attention of the young students certainly didn’t detract any from all the good news either. Have you ever left a doctor’s office feeling more positive than when you entered? It’s a nice change.

That’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and watch the fire. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for tea again next week.

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If We Were Having Coffee; Day 9 Nano Poblano

Hello  and welcome  again to Sunday  morning  If we were having coffee!  This week  and all through November we will as always  be  joining  forces with Paul  and his gang but for me it will also  part of  Nano Poblano ! This  will not effect any  of  you no one will need any  special injections  or travel sickness pills , Trust  me I am not a doctor.  Also on the “do not worry” front  the strange looking  guy in the Black Cowl has finally  left . Yesterday  morning  he picked up  his Scythe and walked. No thank you or by  your leave … not  a word! I have just managed to clean up the carpet, but it maybe still a little wet.

So come on in,I must apologize  for being so late! We have the coffee and the cakes  ready and set out  and  the fire is lit! The sofas and armchairs  have their cushions all plumped up! So go on spoil yourselves we have stocked up on hot chocolate now and brought in some good books for you to read too and as a special winter  treat  we have some liqueurs ! I can hear Paul has all his guests,  who also  have moved in here now,  so lets mingle and  see, what have you been up to this week?

If we were having coffee : I would ask you what have you been up to this week. Have you been well, have you done anything out of the ordinary? Now  before  we go any  further is there a particular drink  you would  like, lets have some cake too. The  magic about things  here is that  all food is calorie free, all drinks  too no matter how much cream or sugar  you may  fancy . No matter  the size of cake  you might wish to eat  or  what ever liquor you might  decided to lace  your  coffee, tea  or chocolate  with it will never affect your  health or  your waistline! This is a healthy zone.

I mean just  look at this one  and this is just one of  many!

If we were having coffee : I tell you  how I have been beavering away  at Nano Poblano. I have joined  Mark  Bialczak’s  Team Pepper, check Marks  blog out here.  I have  found this  quite challenging  but very rewarding  and I have met lots of  lovely  new bloggers which is reward enough. So a big  hand  for Mark  and Team Pepper!

If we were having coffee : I would say I have not been on top of  my game  this  week I had to have a small op which  was not a very  nice way to spend an afternoon. Luckily I did not have any anaesthetic and so I was able to go home afterwards … no so lucky  in that it was not  a little harrowing  but happily soon over.  I shall know the results  soon  but  hopefully  all is well  and  that will be that. I was in an NHS hospital and it was a very different  experience  to the hospital that Hubby had to visit last week. I have to say though  what my visit lacked in surroundings, comfy chairs , free tea and coffee was made up  the pleasant  and caring staff. There are pros  and cons to both. Hubby could not park as the car park was full and unlike the Private hospital where the parking was free it was very expensive. Luckily  Hubby knows the area well so he cruised around until he found an offsite  parking space after dropping me off.

If we were having coffee : I would  say that this week has the build up to Remembrance Sunday and there have been people selling poppies to raise funds for the Royal British Legion. The Royal   British Legion  help soldiers injured in service  and families of those have died in wars to cope emotionally  and in anyway way they  may need help, ie, giving  them monetary help and any support they might need. If the soldiers come home maimed  or have lost a limb  they help the to adapt or find  new homes among other things.They  work very hard as there is never enough government  money around  and they will often go cap in hand to Charities.

Tomorrow is  the Remembrance Day Parade  at the Cenotaph  in London  to find out  more  read here . My hubby goes up to London  every Remembrance  Sunday to help marshal  the older and disabled  service men and women. It is a very long day  for some of the older people and  they do need some shepherding!  It is also a long day for Hubby!  Hello  it is now 6.30am  Sunday  morning and still I have not  got this coffee morning  sorted,  my apologies! The  hubby  has  been gone an hour  and I have  my fingers crossed the weather will stay fine  and all will be well and safe.

If we were having Coffee : I’d  say  Paul is that piece of cake  big  enough I am certainly  going to have some! Would  anyone else like some there is plenty here for all. I am going to get a coffee would  anyone else like one?? I am trying to think if  I have any amusing  stories to tell you this week  but I have not really  it just seems to have been a hum drum week  with some  heavy  personal things going on… No I think I need to explain that if I can.  We, mainly  the husband,  have been helping  some disabled  acquaintances who have had some bad luck of late  and we have found  that  some of the channels  to use to get them this financial  help are  very hard to navigate. Plus  we have been busy  we our own lives.

If we were having Coffee :  I would tell you that I am very jealous of the hubby  because on Thursday he was over a the Newbie’s house doing a job  for the little family  that required an empty  house. I was unable to go as I was feeling not so good from the little op the day before  and while  he was there the  Newbie and his Mum  dropped in. ( our  son was  way abroad on business, home now, and Newbie  and Mum were staying  with the other grandparents) . So hubby  got to see Newbie!!  He did bring me home some photos. So that at least was a consolation! It is amazing  he  seems to grow every time  we see him, I get so exited even over a photo!

If we were having Coffee : I would say I make no apologies  for the  two Remembrance videos. I will say I am including soldiers  from  ALL Nation’s FROM PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE when I say THANK YOU. 

If we were having Coffee :  After one minutes silence, we really  must never forget, and we should be grateful for what member’s of our different  country’s military services  have done for us. Let’s pray that one day  not too far away  we can celebrate  the day all wars stopped and we have Peace.

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/ 

 

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: PUMPKINS,POPPEYS,HOSPITALS.

Well hello everyone  how are you all this Sunday, come on in we have moved indoors  now  as  the Autumn is well and truly  here  and Winter is hot on her heels!! We have the coffee and the cakes all ready the fire is all lit! The sofas and armchairs all have their cushions all plumped up! So go on spoil yourselves we have stocked up on hot chocolate now and brought in some good books for you to read too! I can hear Paul has all his guests,  who also  have moved in here now,  so lets see, what have you been up to this week?

If we were having Coffee: I’d say  don’t  worry about  that guy  sat over there on  the right , he is  quite pleasant if  you don’t upset him and keep his coffee cup full up! I’d step carefully  if I were you the coffee seems to be going straight through him but we do not need to upset  him  my mentioning it do, we. He arrived last  night for Halloween  and so far  he has made  no move to leave. Personally  I can’t  see he is doing any harm.

If we were having Coffee: I tell you it has been a strange week, one full of house sitting, windows, brief  flashes of the Newbie  and a visit to a private hospital! Where shall we start?  The private  hospital yes  lets talk about that first. Now  the husband  needs an operation  and it is being done on the National Health. He received a letter asking him to pick an appointment  at one of the under named hospitals . One  of the hospitals was a private one , after reading  that this hospital  was meant to be there the husband  opted to choose it  . It appears that  the surgeons  who work at the Private  Hospitals do NHS  work as well  and it looks  like  they can also treat  some patient from NHS at  the private hospital  and the NHS  pays.

Well as it is a  day operation  we thought  why not. So  we drove  to the hospital  and it had free parking   which totally threw us  for a start  you pay dearly  by the hour  at an NHS Hospital  or clinic! When we went inside  it was like being in the entrance lobby  to an expensive hotel. We were greeted  and and booked in by ladies in smart and fashionable  uniforms  . The Husband  was asked to have his photo taken  for recognition and security then we  were asked to take a seat and handed two paper disks. There were soft leather  chairs  and sofas  with glass top coffee tables in the waiting area. There was also a restaurant  all set up  for dinner  with crisp linen serviettes and silver cutlery  and wine glasses. Certainly  not the hard chairs , WRVS cafe  or vending machine  you get  at the NHS. Though to be fair  some do have a good canteen/ restaurant but they are pricey. The two paper discs  we had been given  were for a complimentary, tea, coffee or juice. You don’t get that on the NHS.

After a very short  while the husband  was whisked away by  a nurse  who came to get  him  to see the specialist.  While  he was gone I had a good look around  from what I could see there was a shop selling handbags, scarves, perfume and soaps , rather like a hotel shop. The restaurant looked absolutely  beautiful. Really  it was like being  in a parallel universe. I am sorry to go on  but the difference  between  private  and NHS hospitals  is extremely marked. I have had treatment at a private clinic  before  but I had not seen one like this one!

NHS Waiting Room

I have put two photos  here  to show the obvious  differences  between the two types of hospitals. We usually  have to go to the  NHS hospitals  so this has been an eye opening  experience. I will let  you know how  the operation  goes, we are waiting for a date  from the hospital.

If we were having coffee:  I would  have to say  that it  has been a very  tiring week we have been dashing  back and forth between hospitals (albeit  posh ones)  and the Newbie’s  parents house  to be there  while  new windows were put in. The husband  kept  busy gardening  while I did  some  odd jobs around  the house.  It was extra good  because  we got  to see the Newbie , he is so cute now  and has really  found his giggle  button. I cannot tell you how much I love  that  little guy.

Where are my  manners, would  you like another cuppa  or something  naughty  but nice  to eat…. Don’t  worry about that  quiet  guy  on the right  he is well  behaved  as long  as  no one  disturbs him!

Beautiful Poppy

Beautiful Poppy

Cheeky Pumpkins

Cheeky Pumpkins

If we were having coffee: I have to say  that my lovely  eldest sister  knitted me the most  beautiful poppy  to wear  with pride. She is a very clever lady  and she  can knit, sew, crochet and her latest talent is scrap booking!  Here above are some of her amazing knits!

If we were having coffee: I would say I am glad  to see that October  has come to a close.  It has been a long  month  in which I have tried  to support Breast Cancer Awareness Month with  poems  and  videos  some of  them  very personal. Unfortunately  I was unaware  that it was also MS. Awareness Month . agwink of Kentucky Angel  sent  me this comment  “This was also MS Awareness month, but we don’t have the press breast cancer has. I hope someday that will change for all of us with orphan diseases.” I do feel very sorry about  this  and I shall ask  you all to think  about this,  I shall have  to think about this  one  and see if I cannot  write something.

If we were having coffee: I ask if  you like some Chocolate cake or  some of  the Cherry Bakewell or maybe  a Caribbean or Russian Coffee? Well come on  it’s  your turn now  to let  me  and Paul know  what  you are all thinking ! We both look forward  to seeing you next week! Same place same time!

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/ 

PLEASE LEAVE QUIETLY  SO AS NOT TO UPSET  THE QUIET GUY IN THE COWL. HE HAS ASSURED ME  HE WILL BE GONE BY  NEXT SUNDAY!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:   I would say hi  and  welcome  come on in to the garden  I am so pleased to see you! I have had a lovely time this week, my sister  and her husband  have been to stay. We have had a lovely  time, we visited Highclere Castle ( that’s where  they film Downton Abbey) I  did a Wordless Wednesday  on Highclere.

We all had a wonderful day  there  were six of us in all and we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Looking around  the gardens and the Parklands, the house and of course the  Egyptian  Exhibition. We even stopped  for Coffee, sandwiches  and cake! I had  two of  my sisters  with  me that  day  and a best  friend, it was lovely.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: The day after we went to Highclere  we had a  pub  lunch  then we all went over  and visited  the Newbie! It was so lovely  to see my eldest  sister  hold  my  grandchild. It was extra  special  too as  my daughter in law  had her  sister  visiting  with  her Newbie, only  three weeks younger  than  my  Newbie.

My  daughter in law  is breast  feeding , her  sister is  not  and her sister’s  Newbie  is  bigger  than our Newbie. There is only  three weeks  between them, our  Newbie  being  the eldest! It was great to see  the two of them giggling  and playing  with their  toys  oblivious  as yet  of each  other.  How  to you feel  about  the  the breast  verus  the  bottle  debate ?

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would  tell you it was our  middle  son’s Birthday  on Friday  and he came  round for dinner which was lovely, he had chosen, Cheese stuffed  chicken breast wrapped in rashers  of bacon, saute potatoes and peas in a cheese sauce. Unfortunately  he was not feeling too well so he  did not stay very  long  but at least  we gave him his card and  present  and  had a  chat.

Today  our youngest son, his wife  and the Newbie  are coming  for dinner I am stupidly  excited  about  that!!  We  are having Roast  Lamb  with  all the  trimmings   followed by  apple  and blackberry pie  and custard. OH!  would  you like some pie it is good  really  good  a variation  on the  Apple  pie  recipe I gave  you a couple of  weeks back!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:   I explain  how excited I am that  my  favourite  artist  has a new album  coming out on  Monday and I am so looking forward  to getting it it . It  is  of course Imogen Heap and it is called  Sparks. I am really looking  forward  to  it.

I have a lot  to thank  Imogen  for  she got  me through  long , lonely   frightening  nights in hospital  when I was afraid  I might not walk again, and awkward  days  on the wards  where I was pretending to be brave. Even  when I came  home from hospital  it was her music  that  kept  me  moving  and trying to walk  and in the end  walking  and exercising! Yes Imogen  if  you ever  read  this THANK YOU!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I would  say  how  happy I  am that  Paul’s  posts  are  taking off  her in the garden! He  certainly  deserves  his  own blog  and I  do hope  that  one day  that  will be  possible. I do have to say  that  Paul  has a lot  to contribute  and I  am proud  to have him on  my  blog!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I’d  hope that  you are all enjoying  yourselves  chatting  and listening  to  myself  and Paul  it is so nice  to have  you all here to drink and eat  cake  ( calorie  free cake  that  is!!) with us.

I must  close  now as I  am very  busy  today. I  am sorry  if I am slow in  commenting  on any of  your posts or  comments  but I have had a  very  busy  few  days  and next  week  is not  much  quieter   but I  am getting  through things  as soon as I  can!!

So  please  do  comment  on Paul’s  and my  coffee  blogs  join  and chat  and if  you like  even  do  your  own posts  too!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I would  tell you how very welcome  you are  and how much I look forward to our weekly get together, and that I do hope  they continue for a while  to come. So  for now  be well and be happy.  😀

If we were having coffee I’d ask  you : would you like another  cuppa, or  a biscuit . I’d  tell you I have really  come to enjoy  these chats  and I’d  love  to hear  what you would  tell me , If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/

 

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