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Today I got some good news.  I went into ambulatory care today at St. Paul’s Hospital.

St. Paul's Hospital in Saskatoon

Normally I go in there about 9:30 a.m. and there is 50 other patients in there but today I went in at 11:30 a.m. and there were four patients waiting.  I knew enough not to get excited.  There is no chance a surgeon would not be running late by 11:30 a.m.  Laws of nature prohibit it. 

So I waited for an hour.  Then another 30 minutes.  It was what I expected.

I used to be bothered by this but people are incredibly sick in there and I have overheard some of what nurses and doctors say to patients and caregivers.  It is life and death.  The other thing is that surgeon is really efficient.  Finally the hospital has sent down more nurses on busy days but I think the problem is a lack of surgeons and beds, not staff.

Finally I got to see her and she looked at my foot for like 20 seconds and then we chatted about the infection (not her department but there was a resident in there with her so she was explaining part of it) and then we chatted about walking.  That got her excited and she had some questions about that, nothing serious but more about why that far and the impact.  She then said “You’ve healed yourself” with that walking which I don’t know if I believe, I think my doctors and nurses have done a lot and I still have that infection but it was encouraging to hear.

The big news for me was that she let me know that while there are problems with the ankle, there isn’t anything serious going on with blood flow and circulation that will cause me problems down the line.  While she wants me to watch it, the other suggestion was to start wearing New Balance shoes.  Apparently those are the shoes more of us should be wearing so I will check them out when I need new shoes this summer. 

There is still the infection and cellulitis which I wish would go away but the ulcer is staying healed and that is a reason to celebrate.  So basically I was fired today as a patient and I was never so happy.

Well this doesn’t look good.

So the other day I was messing around with my photo project Bridge City and everything went wrong with the database.  My WordPress database was messed up.  The backup was less messed up but it was a mess.  I felt like hurling.

For those of you know follow it, you know that I have uploaded about 750 high resolution photos of Saskatoon to the site, organized by neighborhood.  For the historical buildings in Saskatoon, I tracked down the architect and learned a lot about the city in the process.  There was David Webster the father and David Webster the son.  Many historical records claim David Webster as architect when he wasn’t and some historical records have contradictory information which often means the building construction is more complicated than we ever thought.  Personally I think at one point in our city’s history, if we didn’t know who the architect was, someone at the back at the room yelled out, “David Webster” and someone said, “sounds good” and that was it.

The project has been a lot of fun as I have spent many a day off buried in archives and online tracking down a list of questions that I can’t find an answer for.

Since the project is to document the important buildings in the city, it has gotten me off the couch and out in the streets, often with Mark and Wendy in tow as we try to capture the building.  This process has attracted building owners, neighbors, and even Saskatoon City Police officers to see what I am up to and then share some of what they know.  It’s been a lot of fun.

The good news is that the photos aren’t lost but the information and research is.  For a couple of days I was torn between recreating the site or just posting the photos here.

From a branding perspective, having my photography under my site and name makes the most sense but I really like being able to browse by neighborhood and creating a resource that is used by a lot of you.  For all intents and purposes my Flickr account does the same thing but I enjoy going through it, researching what I have captured and filling out the site.

The plan is to upload and post 10 archival posts a night to Bridge City and of course one new one each day.  Hopefully the site will be back to where it was (and maybe even better) by late summer.   So if you are one of the people that checked it out and used it as a resource, thanks for reading, commenting, and correcting.  I love the input.

I get asked all of the time why I spend so much time documenting and capturing the city.  Basically as a writer, I find myself writing about what is messed up with the city.  I write about social justice and City Hall.  I deal with politicians who look me in the eye and lie to me.  That kills one’s enthusiasm for the city you live in.

Then I go out with my Pentax K-3 or a cheap point and shoot and I see the city in a different way.  The city slows down.  There is time for coffee and chatting.  I find myself falling in love with this city all over again.  In the end, carrying a camera and shooting some photos or video connects me to the city and it’s people.  That’s still kind of important to me.

Learning to walk again

So I have been walking about 25 kms a week the last two weeks.  I have learned a couple of things.

  • My House of Marley headphones rub on my face making a “swoosh swoosh” sound as I walk as the cord rubs across my beard.  Annoying so I am using a different pair.  It’s not like they are so great they are worth putting up with that noise.
  • It is quicker to walk through Nutana and go across Broadway Bridge and then through downtown and then Caswell Hill to get home than any other route.
  • It feels like it should be quicker to go to the University and then across the CP Rail Bridge but I am wrong.

Speaking of the CP Rail Bridge, I learned something while walking that route home.  I can’t go down stairs.  I kind of fall down stairs which was really concerning to me.

To skip back, on December 22nd, I had been consumed by a dangerously high fever for two days.  I was incredibly sick but I also wanted a cold drink so I got out of bed, walked down the stairs and passed out from the top.  I woke up in great pain at the bottom of the stairs with a couple of broken ribs and I realized that despite being declared infection free, the infection was running up my legs.  So to recap, I was laying at the bottom of my stairs, broken ribs, knowing that I was incredibly sick and still didn’t have a cold drink.  Ever since then I have been nervous about going down the stairs.

Since I have started walking long distances, I have learned that neither leg is working like they used to work.  One leg destroyed by infection.  The other leg destroyed by a large hole I accidently burnt in my ankle.  Great job.  Not only that but as I am walking they both respond differently from day to day which seems normal as they are getting into shape.

Yet going down stairs seems to be some sort of mystery and to be honest, it has been terrifying to me.  When I go down the stairs at the CP Rail Bridge at the weir, my heart rate goes up and it I find myself gripping the hand rail going down and instead of going down one step at a time, it’s kind of a controlled fall.

So on Sunday, Wendy and I went down for a walk along River Landing.  Part of it was me figuring out how to go down stairs again.

After shooting this, I found myself heading up and down the stairs.  As much as it freaked me out I made some progress.  Who would have thought when this started that two years later I would figuring out how to walk again.  Yesterday it actually felt like I had two legs again rather than just two things that hurt a lot but didn’t work well together.

The only other problem is that I have is stopping quickly.  It’s like my legs have bad brakes on them.  I am not sure why this is but it’s the next thing to figure out.   Years ago they did some tests on my reflexes on my feet and basically they no longer talk to my brain.  I am assuming that their lack of communication is what is causing me problems.

Other than that, it’s slow progress and feels pretty good.

Take a hike

My leg has been messed up since November of 2014 and I have been told be stay off it.  I did my best and a couple of weeks ago it was healed up enough that I could start to walk on it.  Unfortunately I have been as active as a panda bear during the summer months (hilarious story about that, when the pandas were at the Calgary Zoo, we drove out as a family, stood in a long line, saw the panda just lay in a tree and do nothing.  It could have been a stuffed animal.)

So for all of the advantages of living in a neighborhood where you work is a great and all but my work place is 8 kilometers away from home.  So to make a long story short, Wendy has been driving me to work in the morning and I have been walking the 8 kilometers home.

So far it has been going well.  I got into a yelling match with a goose in Kinsmen Park but he was totally in the wrong.  Yesterday Wendy dropped Mark off at my work and then parked at 33rd Street bridge and then walked to Place Riel where we met up.  Oliver and Marley slowed the pace down considerably as we stopped at the ski jumps.

University of Saskatchewan Ski Jump

University of Saskatchewan Ski Jump

University of Saskatchewan Ski Jump

University of Saskatchewan Ski Jump

There is a beaver lodge at the bottom of the hill so Oliver, Mark, and Marley explored that while Wendy and I sauntered the other way.

On the way over, Marley encountered a train while crossing the CP Rail Bridge.  She was not happy about going across that again but she did and was okay.

So the good news is that it isn’t that bad of walk.  The bad news is that it is an incredibly boring walk, podcasts or not. 

Some good news

So that gaping massive ulcer that I have been worried was going to cost me my right leg?  You know the one where I have to wear the Coban Wrap and go to City Hospital multiple times a week over?  It’s gone now.  After 15 months, it is finally healed up enough that I don’t have to go for treatment any longer.

Of course it isn’t quite perfect yet.  Marley jumped on my foot and broke the fourth toe the other day.  That was fun explaining to people.  As the doctor said, “that sure does look like an impact wound” which pretty much describes much of what Marley does. 

They are still worried about inflammation in my ankles so I get to wear $150 pair of compression socks.  That’s fair enough.  As long as I don’t have to go back and wear those horrible Coban wraps.

Now all I have to worry about is the infection that still lives in my leg but that is under control with antibiotics. 

Turning 42

Stanley Thermos Travel MugIn about 60 minutes I turn 42.  I do however have to get to Saskatoon City Hospital so I can have a coban wrap put on my left leg so excuse me for posting this prematurely.

Rather than letting me sleep in during my old age, I was woken up early by Wendy, Mark, and Oliver.  Seems as if they didn’t get the company wide memo that I am old and need sleep.

They got the dog riled up (wasn’t she supposed to be walked?) and then gave me my gifts.

Oliver gave me a Therm-A-Rest NeoAir Venture WV Air Mattress. which will be great for hiking this summer.

Mark gave me the same Stanley travel mug he has.  It will keep my coffee hot long after it has become stale and gross.  He also gave me some Nike running gloves which will great in the evenings or if it gets cool while hiking.

Wendy also gave me a Fitbit Charge HR.  I have used my Nike Fuelband for years but this takes up a notch.

They all gave me an 11×14 Itoya Art Profolio Advantage portfolio.  Now I have to print out some photos for it.

For dinner tonight, they are talking me to the Bon Temps Cafe where we will dine out on some Cajun food and then meet up with some friends later.


Growing up, I had a Cocker Spaniel/Black Lab mix named Misty.  As she got older, the highlight of her day was going to bed.  As soon as I would say, “go to bed” she would race downstairs and jump on my bed and pretend to fall asleep.   It was the only time she sprinted for anything.  30 seconds later I would move her out of the middle of the bed and she would slowly open her eyes, stretch out as to say, “why are you waking me from my deep slumber”.  It was a great act every single night for years.

Last night I told Marley to get to bed.  She jumped up high onto the bed and while in mid air, she curled herself into a ball before she hit the bed.  I channeled my inner Keanu Reaves and was like, “whoa”.  Then she overplayed the sleep thing because as soon as she hit the bed, she started to snore.  It’s a fake snore because she doesn’t so it while sleeping.  It’s all an attempt to tale my spot on the bed.  Unlike Misty though, there was no fake wake up, just a disgusted dog because she doesn’t get the bed to herself.

Then during the night, she is supposed to sleep at the end of the bed.  She hates that because she wants to sleep in between Wendy and I and put her head on my shoulder.  So any time Wendy or I move at all, she pounces, sometimes literally in an attempt to move up the bed.   Every single night.

Goodbye to all of you. Hello to some of you.

I don’t know if this is an annual tradition or not but I did the same thing on January 1st, 2015 and that is that I unfollowed everyone on Twitter.    Then I deleted my tweets.  To be honest, if I could shed all of the people following me right now, I’d do that as well.

I stopped enjoying Twitter in 2015.  Partly because of changes in work where I have to do it all of the time, also I just found that many people are jerks.  What used to be fun, isn’t that much fun any longer. 

I think the other option is that being sick for all of 2015, when I post or retweet something, I don’t have the energy to follow it up.  I used to love getting emails from my columns in The StarPhoenix and I used to answer each one.  There are weeks when don’t have the energy to even tweet out what I have written let alone engage in some sort of discussion and debate.  Wendy and Mark will tell you there were countless days when I came home from work, took my shoes off and went upstairs to bed to try to recover for tomorrow.  I would lay in bed and tweet something on my phone and then everyone wanted to have their say.  I felt like blocking everyone this year many times.  If there was a “universal block” button, I would have paid extra to hit it.  Instead I started dropping my phone by the door once I got in the house.

It also allows me of piecing back my list of followers in a way that makes sense and discard those that seemed like a good idea at the time but I have no ideas why I am following them.  The goal is to keep the list under 600 people but I’ll see what I can do.

This and that…

  1. The antibiotics are beating back the infection in my right leg.  A week ago the infection had encircled the leg and covered about 80% of the lower leg.  Now the circle is broken and it is about 20% of the leg.  Remarkably if the dog brushes up on it, a kid hits it, or if anything falls on it, it still falls on the painful part of the leg.
  2. A lot of you have asked what the doctors are doing about it.  The don’t really know why it the infection keeps reoccuring.  About 10 times now I have been declared cured and within days of having absolutely no trace of it for weeks, it comes back when I come off the antibiotics.  Each time it comes back with more force, faster, and harsher and I get way sicker in the process.   In all of the opinions I have gotten, the doctors keep telling me that this isn’t supposed to happen. 
  3. I still feel like death.  There is a feeling that the infection has done long term damage to my body, especially the last time.  Mentally I feel better.  The fever takes a weird mental toll on you in that it is exhausting to be either freezing and trying to get warm or burning up and trying to break the fever and stay hydrated.   It’s all I was thinking of for several days.  Despite staying in bed, I was exhausted and not sleeping.  I was too tired to even read anything.
  4. I try not to get angry or frustrated over it but I had some choice words for a doctor who was reminding me that my core fitness needed improvement.  Umm, i have been told to stay off my feet for 14 months now, I barely go out and of course my fitness is going to suck. 
  5. I was going to take this week off my StarPhoenix column to recover as I had nothing left in the tank but I read a great Sports Illustrated column on this years NCAA football season and how he had predicted how Ohio State would be an offensive juggernaut.  It made me think back to all of the predictions that made so much sense in the pre-season of any sport and how few played out that way.  I had some fun predictions for 2016 provincially, municipally and for the Riders.  Prediction columns are fun, where else can I talk about Eric Olauson and Bill Belichick in the same space?
  6. A lot of you know that I have a passion for word processors.  With a new Acer E-11 Netbook for Christmas, I am trying out a few right now.  I just installed Corel Office which is a slimmed down version of WordPerfect, Quattro Pro and whatever they use for presentations and I am trying a full blown version of WordPerfect X7.  I’ll let you know how it goes.
  7. Speaking of word processors, with my beloved Windowns Live Writer being discontinued by Microsoft, there is a new open source version called Open Live Writer.  Microsoft has allowed some of their code to be open source (this is a big deal) and it is being developed and upgraded by a team of developers.  The biggest difference is that Open Live Writer is compatible once again with Blogger.
  8. I wish someone would tell Jeb Bush that it is time to pull the plug on his campaign.  It’s over Jeb.
  9. The lack of star NDP candidates for the upcoming provincial election tells me that the NDP knows that it isn’t going to win.  Two relative unknowns in Saskatoon Fairview and Saskatoon Meewasin also tell me the same thing.  Cam Broten may be Premier in 2020 but it seems like the goal is 20 seats (and be a government in waiting in 2016).
  10. Speaking of Saskatoon Meewasin, has there ever been a MLA with a lower profile then Roger Parent.  No website and he even uses a email address on his bilboard ads.   I can’t even find him in Google News (you search for “Roger Parent” and “Saskatoon”, he isn’t there).  He is like the Saskatchewan Liberal Party of the Saskatchewan Party caucus.  I would say this about a New Democrat, Liberal, or Saskatchewan Party MLA but if you are going to do so little work in being a MLA, you don’t deserve to even win a nomination or be elected.
  11. I saw Darren Hill beaking of at Rona Ambrose about this one Twitter but I agree with Rona Ambrose and that is the Liberal Party should have a referendum on changing the way we vote.  Moving from First Past the Post may be the right thing (although I disagree with it) but it is a big of enough change to our democracy that we should have a say in it. 
  12. A couple of things about Brad Wall.  More and more his government reminds me of the Grant Devine regime with it’s dependance on mega-projects to spur the economy.  The stadium in Regina, the Children’s Hospital (which we don’t need nor do we have the population to support) and the carbon capture project.  Huge projects that are costing a recently struggling economy a lot of money.  I might be okay with this but I don’t see a plan from the Saskatchewan Party on how to deal with low commodity prices other than complaining ot the feds (like Grant Devine).  Now with no budget on the horizon before the provincial election and a struggling economy, it gives me an uncomfortable feeling that things are worse than we are being told.  Of course in the end, Brad Wall might not be here much longer and may have his focus on the federal Conservativ leadership race.
  13. I am suprised by the Cleveland Browns inability to acknowledge and get help for Jonny Manziel being an alcoholic and having a drinking problem.    There is a difference between being a party goer and what Manziel is doing.  I am also suprised by Manziel not being able to control his friends cell phone’s.  You don’t think Tom Brady’s friends have cell phones?  Yet you don’t see those kind of videos appearing of him.  In fact with Tom Brady’s Facebook, he has done an amazing job of controlling what people see of him.
  14. This is one of the most damning things I have ever heard someone say of a coach.  Despite that it is what destroyed Josh McDaniels, Bobby Petrino (multiple times) and how many other countless coaches.  Football is a people business and while we talk of the genius of coaches like Belichick with x and o’s, it is their ability to manage and lead men that makes them so impressive.  Not just players but assistant coaches, support staff, and even the guys who take care of the field and bring them all together.  Chip thought it was X and O’s.  He was wrong.
  15. When did Facebook rants become news?  Ryan Meili ran twice for the leadership of the NDP, lost both times and would never run for his party again.  When he runs provincially or federally under someone else’s leadership, I’ll take this more seriously but for now I don’t see this as big news.  I agree that Broten is taking the party to the centre, it’s worked well for the NDP in the past under Romanow and Calvert but it has been a disasterous move for the party federally and provincially elsewhere other than Alberta.  It will be interesting to see how it plays out.

Some thoughts on Star Wars: The Force Awakens

  1. We gave tickets to the boys and a BB-8 droid this morning.  They were up doing their thing and I reminded them they forgot (gasp) one gift.  They were shocked when they saw the tickets.  Then Oliver started to cry.  Really cry.  Heartbreakingly cry.  He saw Theatre 12 printed on his ticket and took that to mean he had to be 12 to watch the movie.  Once we had a that worked out, it was okay.
  2. The boys loved BB-8.  They were recording holographic images and having a blast.  The dog on the other hand saw a ball with a head on it and wasn’t impressed on being replaced as the centre of attention.
  3. As we drove to the Scotiabank Theatre we were early, Oliver wasn’t impressed.  When we parked, he leaps out of the car and starts to run to the theatre.  Apparently he was excited.
  4. I enjoyed the larger roll that Chewbacca played.
  5. It’s nice to see them bring back a swashbuckling character again in Poe Dameron
  6. I thought Kylo Ren was one of the worst villians of all of the Star Wars movies.   I did enjoy seeing him get his butt kicked by Rey.  I know he was wounded by when Finn scored some shots on him, you knew he was mostly the mask and nothing else.   This was the fallen Jedi that drove Luke into exile?
  7. Also, what is the purpose of Kylo Ren.  He didn’t really command anything.  General Hux was in charge and felt comfortable in challenging him.  Vader would have force choked him twice before the movie had reached half way through.  Ren seemed to struggle with more psychological issues than any of the other fallen Jedi.
  8. Yes it’s a franchise reboot but it needed to be.  Harrison Ford, Carrie Fisher, the midget who plays R2D2, they are all old and it’s hard to base a trilogy around them.
  9. How many times do you have to have your giant space weapon destroyed before you adopt a new strategy?  It’s like the dark side is controlled by Saskatoon City Council.  Stop making the same mistakes over and over again.
  10. Why so few Rebel pilots still?  The Rebel fleet is of a decent size yet they always keep throughing fairly insignificant amounts of fighters at the Empire/First Order when facing existenial threats.  A massive weapon that can destroy the galaxy you call home?  Let’s send 30 fighters against it.  I know Y-Wings have been around since the Clone Wars but a fighter bomber would have been incredibly helpful here.  It’s like the U.S. military with the F-35.  One kind of fighter should do it all…
  11. I don’t really get Leia in this movie.  Yes decades of war has been tough but she ignores Chewbacca who she has known since she was captured on the Death Star (she also didn’t give him a medal in Episode IV’s finale) and then now comforts Rey who barely knew Han Solo rather than Chewie who has known him and been his best friends for decades? 
  12. Then despite the entire movie being a desperate struggle to find Luke Skywalker and get his help again, she sends Rey to meet him with Chewbacca and doesn’t go herself?
  13. It was worth the price of admission and in two years I’ll be doing it all over again.

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to those of you who are searching the web looking for something to read.

Quiet night around here.  It was my first day back at work after the unpleasantness of the previous week.  To be honest, I would have been far better off back in bed recovering.  I came home tonight in tremendous pain and I don’t think a lot was accomplished by me being at work but lessons learned.

The best part of the day was that it was over at four.  Wendy picked me up and we came home and I went to be for a while.  She ordered pizza and let me sleep until around 6:00 p.m.  We opened our stockings, inside was one of these. 

The Minnion, Kevin

Kevin is now in charge of the wifi.

Wendy gave me a new netbook (which is currently upgrading from WIndows 8.1 to 10).  I missed the entire Windows 8 experience and in the 5 minutes I played with it, I can see why so many of you hated it.  There was a new wireless mouse in there.

The boys got me a netbook bag as well as some hiking stuff.  They also gave me a bunch of books on everything from war journalism to The Generals by Thomas E. Ricks, a book I have wanted since it was released and I read this article in The Atlantic.  It will make some great early 2016 reading.  

All of them got together and gave me a Ricoh Theta S which should be a lot of fun.  If you have never heard of a Ricoh Theta S, it takes 360 degree spherical images, a kind of a virtual reality camera that is about the size of a Nintendo Wii controller.  It should be a lot of fun to explore with.

Probably the gift I needed the most was a 500 lumen lantern that Oliver gave me for camping this summer.  On a day where July seems very far away and the idea of hiking into the mountains seems even further, I really, really appreciated it.

Mark wrote about his day here.

The good news and the bad news

So the good news around here is that last week the infectious disease specialist I am seeing about the infection in my leg declared that the cellulitus been cured and was good to go.  I was pretty excited since the infection had been there since 2014.   I even went out and celebrated.

He did say that if he was wrong, I would notice a fever returning.  That’s no surprise as that has been what has happened every other time the infection has been “cured”.

On Saturday I had plans to go out to a Christmas party but I wasn’t feeling that great so I decided to go to bed early.  I woke up with horrible chills.  By the time it was all said and done, I was wearing a toque, gloves, and had a dozen blankets on me.  Since Wendy was sick as well, I was hoping it was just the flu.

Sunday I went into work and was burning up.  Sweat was pouring off me.  Wendy came and got me and took me home.  The chills came back worse then before.  Wendy pointed out that I was delirious at one point and I was either burning up or shaking violently with the chills.  Around 10 p.m. I got up and then fell down the stairs.  Wendy said that I had blacked out.  As I was laying at the bottom of the stairs in a fair amount of pain I was like, “Really, this is getting stupid”.  I also managed to crack a rib.

It was while laying there that I saw the tell tale red streaks going up my ankle towards my knee.  The infection was back with a vengeance and was bigger, redder, and giving off my heat than ever before. 

The specialist had told me “self-initiate” treatment (start taking the antibiotics again) and call his office.  I gobbled down some antibiotics and settled in for the longest night of my life.  I have never been so cold.  Every blanket in the house was on me and I still wasn’t warm.  I thought about heading to RUH emergency but I couldn’t see myself sleeping there and if I am going to be horribly uncomfortable, I might as well be at home.

Wendy got up and called the specialists office today.  I know some specialists are hard to deal with and aloof but I have met several nurses who have dealt with mine and they think the world of him.  While I would prefer not have to see him,  he is always pleasant to chat with and super thorough and accommodating.  His current nurse called right back, reminded me to “self-initiate” my treatment (I love how doctors and nurses talk) and made arrangements for me to see him.  I have never been so happy with how I have been treated.  Of course their urgency is because I am so sick.

So I’m back on an obscene amount of antibiotics for now which work while I am on them.  The next step is to find a solution that will help me long term and finally kill this thing.  I have heard people make MRSA jokes and comments.  There is nothing funny about it at all.  It’s hard to believe that it has been infected since November 2014 and they still can’t kill it.

Contextless Thoughts

  1. We are 95% done Christmas.  The only big discussion that is tearing the family apart is which shaving system do Mark and I go to.  I am tried of paying big money for Schick Hydro 5 blades (which work great but are expensive) which Mark wants an upgrade from his Gillette Sensor 3 razor and blades.  I am not sure what I am going to do.  Some of you have expressed strong opinions against Henry’s razors but Mark is considering the M5 Magnum.  I may also consider the Costco alternative.  Of course we don’t talk about this in front of Wendy who erupts and brings up how much more money and how much lower quality women’s razors are.
  2. Some of you read my tweets about a City of Saskatoon contractor tossing a handful of grass seed down on some dirt a week ago and thought I was mad.  I am not.  By them cheaping out and not doing the job right, let’s me plant a premium blend of seed on the boulevard and then let is fill out the grass in other areas.  18 years ago when we moved in, we had a huge path that cut it’s way through one part of the side boulevard.  After a couple of years of planting and replanting, I found the right combination of grass seed and it took off through the entire boulevard.  Part of the plan of seeding in half of the driveway with the same kind of seed is to see it take off and grow back into the back section of the boulevard and take over the crappy grass there (it’s fine if it is raining but the combination of weird seed and no top soil means that it goes yellow if not seeing water almost all of the time, even after 20 years of mulch and fertilizer.
  3. Mark’s jaw is back to normal which means he can eat real food.
  4. Oliver is taking karate at Mayfair School three times a week.  After watching a Jackie Chan fight scene, he said, “I think I take that next year”.
  5. Wendy and Oliver took in the 2015 Santa Claus parade.  Wendy took photos and posted them on her website.
  6. Varsity Scripsit by Tandy for DOSFor the first time since the early 90s, I don’t have word processor on my computers.  I am now writing my columns on Google Docs and I have loved the transition.  Since no one has asked, here are the list of word processors I have loved.  GeoWorks Writer (DOS), Varsity Scripsit (DOS) by Tandy, Microsoft Word 5.5 (DOS), WordPerfect 5.1 (DOS),  Microsoft Word 2.0c (Windows), Microsoft Word 6, Microsoft Word 95, WordPerfect 7, Microsoft Works, Microsoft Word 97, Microsoft Word 2000, Open Office Writer, Libre Office Writer, Apple Pages and now Google Docs.  Of all of them, Varsity Scripsit, Microsoft Word 2.0c, and AbiWord (depending on the version) are my favorites.  Apple Pages and Open Office Writer were the worst.  I may purchase Corel Office for times I need more complicated page layout options.
  7. Part of still doesn’t believe Donald Trump is serious about running for President.  He isn’t spending any money on a field organization.  No advertising, no nothing.  I still wonder if it is a marketing stunt for his Trump Hotel that is opening in Washington this spring.

Winter is almost here

I read this in The StarPhoenix today.  It was enough that I wanted to cancel my subscription. 

A special winter weather statement has been issued by Environment Canada for the City of Saskatoon.

According to a warning posted Monday afternoon on the Environment Canada website, an “intense low pressure system with a strong cold front will sweep across Saskatchewan Wednesday bringing an abrupt end to the mild November weather.”

Behind the cold front, temperatures will plummet to normal for this time of year, with overnight lows falling into the minus double digits, the national weather forecaster predicted.

Alongside a drop in temperatures, Environment Canada also predicts blustering northwesterly winds, with central and eastern sections of the province hit the hardest by gusts between 60 and 90 kilometres per hour expected.

I guess this means summer is over.  Sigh.  I missed it.

Most of you know that Wendy struggles with major depressive disorder.  She has written about it a lot if you care.  It comes every summer and has been horrible since Oliver was born.  It manifests itself in some severe self-destructive behavior and since we are married and have two sons, it affects the boys and I as much or more than it does her.

You know what, for the first time in over 15 years, it never made an appearance.

Some friends have asked what the difference is.  She has been on medication for years and that hasn’t always helped as a large part of the depression is psychological but for whatever reason, it hasn’t hit this year.  I have some theories but here is the one that makes the most sense.

Two Christmases ago, I gave her two cameras for Christmas.  I was working at Don’s Photo and Wendy had asked for a new compact camera.  Well actually she didn’t but her camera sucked and she was accepting that fact.  I bought a Fujifilm JX600 compact camera for her and later that season, someone traded in an Olympus PEN EPL-2.  I got a good deal on it and bought it for her.  She cried when she opened the gift.  She said that she would never need another lens but a week later, Olympus had their 40-150mm lens on sale for $103 so she bought that for herself.

Last Christmas I bought her a 19mm Sigma f/2.8 Art lens which she loved.  Later on she bought herself a Sigma 60mm f/2.8 Art lens which I’ll be honest, I don’t know if she ever uses.  In March, I used some Christmas bonus money and bought her an Olympus OM-D E-M10.  It’s not Olympus’ professional camera but it’s a great camera and she loved it.

Being sick this summer, plans to go to the Fringe or the Jazz Festival were changed.  I would go home and sleep while Wendy would go out with the boys, always bringing the camera.  Instead of waiting for me to take the lead, she would just do something.  I realized that photography had made her more independent and helped her fix her relationship with Mark that the depression had damaged.

If they weren’t off taking some photos at the SaskTel Jazz Festival, they were off walking along Broadway grabbing a coffee and shooting some street shots, or going to Waskesiu to explore a trail or five.

I also think the positive feedback makes a difference.  When she would post about Jian Ghomeshi’s alleged crimes this summer, she would get hateful comments.  When she wrote about violence towards women in Guyana, she got hate mail and even angry responses from her (Guyanese) parents.  When she posted photos on Flickr, she got favorites from photographers she respected and questions about lens and settings.  Maybe finding the right community makes all the difference.

So yeah, personally it was a crappy summer with a leg that keeps getting worse but as a family, it was a great summer because for the first time in a very long time, the grey clouds of depression never came by.


Today I went back to the future… well I went to the ambulatory care unit of RUH which is still awesomely decorated in a 80s color scheme.

It’s the same old, same old.  My ankle is still infected and after 10 months, they still can’t get rid of it.  They can fight it to a stalemate but can’t actually beat it.

My appointment was at 10:30.  I had hoped to be out by 11:30 as I had some things I wanted to do.  Since I never saw the doctor until 11:45, that wasn’t going to happen.

What did happen is that when they took my pulse when I was admitted, it was 226 bpm.  They kind of freaked out.  I then started a bad fever and started to get the chills, all while casually waiting for my doctor.  This is what happens when my antibiotics are done.  I am fine while on them and then within a day or two of being off them, I get violently ill.  Horrible chills, mind numbing fevers until I get delirious, double vision (from the high heart rate).  Then when I am on the antibiotics, life is good and people say that I am fine.  Then the antibiotics run out and I get extremely sick.

Since this happened while he was seeing me, he ordered a bunch of immediate tests and seemed happy it was happening as it was the ideal time to do these tests.  I am glad the specialist was happy but I would have been even happier if he said, “you are cured”.

So I go down the mall at RUH to “Tests” and I am kind of excited about this.  I have crappy, hard to find veins.  The kind that Gamma Dynacare can’t get blood from.  They try three times and say, “never come back”.  At the hospital they keep digging and digging.  It may be painful but the blood comes out.  I sit down in the waiting area and they have some sort of The View clone on the TV.  If I was on life support, I would unplugged myself to avoid watching it.

I get called into the lab and the lab tech engages in a mighty struggle with my veins but finally I start to bleed.  I explain to her mid struggle that this always happens and I can handle the pain.  I’d rather watch her needle dig around for a vein that watch whatever was on the television waiting room.   As I get up to leave, she says, “That was a struggle.  My next step was to take you to the lab and cut you with a knife down there.”  I am pretty sure she was joking but after the struggles that I have had in the past with giving blood, I’d have gone along with it.

The next fun part is always getting my prescriptions filled.  The last time I went, there was a new pharmacist there.  She looked at the prescription and freaked out and didn’t want to fill the prescription.  Her assistants (who I have dealt with for years) look over and go, “No that’s accurate, he’s kind of messed up.”  They also recognized the specialists name and were fine with it.   This time the was more concern than freaking out.  As one said, “You’ve been on a lot of different kinds of antibiotics”.

I am not sure if the latest antibiotic is going to work or not.  It has beaten back the infection a bit so we are going with it for three months to see if they can break the stalemate.   When I started this, they gave me a prescription for three weeks and that was a big deal and it was 5th the dosage.  Now it’s like five times the amount and three months.

So when Premier Brad Wall mentions escalating healthcare costs for the reason why taxes need to increase in the province, I’m the reason.