Monday Morning Musings

Posted on December 18, 2017 under Monday Morning Musings with 10 comments

 

“Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier.”

Barrett’s Privateers – Stan Rogers

Leave no stone unturned.

Unless of course it’s a kidney stone and it’s lodged in your ureter and too big to “pass” the normal way. Then you can have it blasted or surgically removed.

A surprising (?) thing has happened to me lately. I seem to be unearthing all kinds of nagging medical issues. First it was an abnormal bowel screening test followed by a colonoscopy. And on the heels of that procedure, I discovered (while writhing in pain), that I had a kidney stone. By the way, a nurse at the hospital in Truro where I had my ureteroscopy last Friday told me that a fellow nurse has both delivered babies and kidney stones and claims that kidney stones are more painful… and difficult to deliver.Tell that to a mother who has delivered a 10 pound baby. I won’t!

I also have found out that I have a couple of other issues that require further tests. Now, I don’t want to turn my twice weekly column into a medical menagerie. But these days, it sure feels like I’m that broken man on a Halifax pier. I believe they call it aging.

Do you remember the old grade 11/12 biology books that had the pictures of the human body with several plastic sheets that you could lay one over the other to see where all your organs were located? Reminds me of the late Terry Chew whom some of you will remember from our AHS days. Lately, I have familiarized myself again with several of these organs. They are not playing a happy tune.

I won’t bore you with the details of an ureteroscopy… especially in mixed company. The procedure is slightly different for men than women. Look it up if you’re really curious about how they get the scope up to the ureter.

I did have several light moments while under the expert care of the Colchester Regional Hospital. My “navigator nurse” was Carol and she was a consummate professional. She undertook all of the pre-surgery protocol including a long list of medical questions along with do’s and don’ts. I expressed chagrin that I could not wear any of my piercings or makeup.

When I woke up in recovery, I was understandably groggy from the anaesthesia. My throat was sore from the tube and my mouth was bone dry. I was also still wearing an oxygen mask. And there was some discomfort in my nether regions. I summoned Carol with a wave of my arms. She hastily came to my bedside and wondered if I was in distress. I removed the oxygen mask and asked her the following: “Is it a girl or a boy?”  I thought she might be the one who needed the bedpan.

We are SO fortunate in this part of the world to have such great health care despite many of the inherent challenges.

And I am also most fortunate to have my pal Bill Van de sande who has been my chauffeur for many medical appointments, trips to the airport and my sidekick on a cross country trip to deliver a car to Victoria.

India unplugged.

It’s official. I will not be going back to India this winter. I still haven’t received my visa and as fate should have it, I’m fortunate that it didn’t come sooner. While India has an excellent health care system, everything is easier when you’re in your home country. I would not be wanting to deal with all these issues, half way around the world.

There was a notable retirement last Friday. Carolyn Grant, a long term stalwart at the Bergengren Credit Union has called it a day. But don’t think for a moment that a person like Carolyn with smarts and energy will simply put her feet up. She will be helping many people take “the road less traveled” as a travel consultant. She will be sorely missed at BCU.

A postscript on “Miracle on 34th. Street. “There is a move afoot to make this Christmas classic an annual affair at the Bauer Theatre; such was the reaction to this year’s performances.

I was glad that many of you enjoyed a chuckle with “Christmas Tirade.” The only way I will show up at a large department store this week is in shackles.

Fasten your seat belts. Christmas is 7 days away.

Have a great week.

Reminder. Christmas book sale. Three books $25.00 + shipping. Regular $55. Value. Message me or send me an e-mail at lenpdmacdonald@gmail.com

 

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10 Responses to Monday Morning Musings

  1. yikes, theres a reason for everything, its good you werent in India after all,glad to see your humor is still working as everything else is falling apart lol welcome to the golden years but its a BIG FAT LIE, ha-ha

  2. This explains your absence from the choir at St. Paul’s on Friday. We missed you. This annual ecumenical event, directed and accompanied on organ by Dr. Phillip Cooper, was lovely and certainly put everyone in the Christmas spirit.

    • Yes. I practiced with the choir Wednesday night Debbie and got the call on Thursday for a Friday afternoon surgery. Didn’t think it would look good to show up for the concert stoned…. or stoneless!!!

  3. Greg says:

    Well I guess I am not the only one with health issues.I am now waiting for a hernia operation after Christmas.But it is good that you have a good sense of humour about it all.The same with me and for sure it is good in a way that you did not get your visia.Can,t emagine the red tape you would have to go through if you had to go to the Hospital there.But anyway hope you will be ok for Christmas.Take care and have a good week.

  4. Trudy Gillis says:

    Glad you got the necessary surgery.

  5. Alex says:

    Len, passed a kidney stone a few years ago and by far the worst pain I ever encountered. It took two days to make it’s journey which allowed me time to invent many adjectives (curse words) to describe the experience. So I feel for you but glad it was you and not another episode for me! I’m presently working the gallstone gig …..which are on stage but not yet performing! The English writer Anthony Powell once said “Growing old is like being increasingly penalized for a crime you have not committed”, so I guess we just have to get used to it!

  6. Happy to hear you are on the mend!!!!

  7. My dear aunt (deceased) would call this litany “organ recital”! Ah, the joys of the “Golden Age”! We hear so many organ recitals and we all commiserate!

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