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Yesterday I received a telephone call from the cataract surgeon’s office, on a Saturday! We discussed the original prescription, my anaphylaxis, and the unfolding of events in rectifying the situation. The conclusion was that I would be called again at the beginning of next week to further discuss medications. I was happy with the call,… Continue reading Almost There

It is Saturday today. When I was in primary school, then high school, then university, then working/studying, Saturday’s had a special glow. All things home were suddenly accessible. The usual frenzy of the weekday obligations went into hibernation. There was suddenly time to do some of the things that needed doing, and the opportunity to… Continue reading Saturday

Just a note here to say that writing about this subject is an emotional experience, so I have tried to be as coherent as possible, and have done my best. Attila says the sentences are very long, he is correct. A call came from the cataract surgeon’s office this morning. Apparently there is a problem… Continue reading Monkey in the Middle

This morning I have been thinking about one of the mentors in my academic career, an individual who was a pivotal force in my life. I was extremely lucky to have several outstanding human beings that took an interest in my studies. One of them was Dr. Bernard V. Gutsell, one of the very few… Continue reading Granny’s Roses

Life is full of battles, at least my life is full of battles. I have to choose wisely, otherwise life as I know it will crash and burn. One of the battles I am obliged to tackle, over and over and over again, is surviving anaphylaxis. This morning I fought another anaphylaxis battle. I congratulate… Continue reading Raspberry Flavouring