Merry Christmas

Instead of bemoaning my bad karma this past year, I am focusing on all the good things in the world.

This video of a flash mob in Welland, Ontario made my spirit soar... enjoy and Merry Christmas to all my friends.

Some Recalls Are Worse Than Others

The world is full of recalls these days. One day it's lettuce from California, another time it's contaminated peanut butter or once in a while it's a car that does strange things that it's not supposed to. While annoying these kinds of things are fairly easy to deal with. But how do you deal with a recall of a hip? How do you take that back easily? What does one do, walk into the hospital and say here, take it...give me a new one?

Now I don't know for certain that this is the hip that I have, just a gut feeling that it is. I base this on a couple of things. First, the hip never worked quite right, there is pain where there isn't supposed to be any, I can hear it go clunk or click from time to time and almost three months of serious physio therapy have not helped.

There was a news report a couple of days ago and the symptoms being described by the woman being interviewed were the same as mine. I have been complaining about the same symptoms but no one is listening. One thing I know with certainty; I can't take another operation, I just cannot and will not. Where's the Prozac...

I Hate Our Hospital

I have in the past had a problem with blood pressure. I also thought it was under control. I haven't needed any pills for a couple of years and my blood pressure has been textbook. Since returning from Greece it has been running just a bit on the high side. I'm not sure what's causing it. Maybe it's the stress of worrying about my hip, which is still painful six months post surgery or maybe because we've just spent a lot of money on a new car. In any case yesterday when it hit 176/106 I decided a trip to the ER was in order. I was also feeling lightheaded and headachy.

The charge nurse didn't seem to take me very seriously and after waiting almost three hours I bailed. I just couldn't take any more waiting. This morning my husband took me to the walk-in clinic at my doctors office (he was not available, personal emergency) and when I told them my symptoms I was seen immediately, no waiting, none at all.

The very nice doctor gave me a prescription for a beta blocker and now two hours later my blood pressure is 120/80. I see my doctor next week to discuss what might be causing this. Meanwhile I'm going to sit and work on this really nice tam using two strands of yarn. It's not something I do regularly and some concentration is required but it's turning out to be fun and a relatively quick knit. I'm not just sure who is getting it.




Friday morning I get my new vehicle (of course it's for me), while my sweetie gets to drive the old van. Isn't that cool? I'm getting a nice spanking new Ford Escape to bomb around in while he gets the old one. Of course the old one isn't nearly as old as the 91 Astro van that's heading to wherever old cars go. It has served him well and he's a bit sad. That's life I tell him, my older van is safer, at least it has airbags. The good thing is that after lots of shopping around we stuck with a North American built car. Hope it serves me well...