Tale/Tail of Woe

Happy news, my dear friend has come through the surgery that removed his lung, with flying colours. The doctor thinks they got all of the bad stuff out with it. My friend is in high spirits and doing well.

Bex’s Paul had a fall recently, and suffered a concussion, and is now under medical care for bleeding in the brain. I hope all is well for them both!

I escaped serious injury when I slipped, fell on my back, and went down the front porch steps last Sunday morning. I didn’t think anything was broken, but I was wrong. Last night I noticed that the pain from my fall was increasing. I decided better safe than sorry, so at 9 p.m. I headed for the hospital emergency department. They ignored the soft tissue injury, incredible bruising, and focused entirely on my bones. I guess soft tissue injury isn’t considered much of an emergency issue. Anyway, x-rays were taken, and revealed that I have fractured my tailbone. All my other bones were intact, which is great.

My tailbone was badly mangled during the birth of my oldest child, so I’ve been here before. I have severe arthritis in my tailbone as a result of that long ago experience. Sitting has been an issue for forty years. The doctor was apologetic, because there is no effective medical intervention, time and rubber donut to sit on were the only treatments he could recommend. I turned down the pain medication that was offered to me, I don’t take that unless I am desperate. The pain levels for a fractured tailbone, and serious bruising, are not in the desperate category, thank goodness. However, when I got home after midnight last night, my tailbone tailbone was throbbing from all the poking and prodding during the examination and x-rays, so I did take two regular strength Tylenol, and slept like a baby.

And that is my tale/tail of woe!

For anyone who has experienced issues with the coccyx, I will share a tip that changed my world. A surgeon who was consulted about my back, and indirectly about my coccyx, many years ago, suggested the Obus seat rather than a rubber donut, because is redistributes weight correctly. At that point the way I was sitting to avoid severe pain in the arthritic tailbone, was damaging other parts of my back, causing significant back pain issues, which is why the surgeon was consulted. I took his advice and bought an Obus seat. I am sitting on that first seat right now. After a few months my back pain began to recede, eventually becoming manageable without medication. All because of the Obus seat. If I sit without it, after twenty minutes my back pain returns, full blast, with debilitating muscle spasms. I carry an Obus seat with me at all times.

The Obus Seat that I use.
Obus seat

Worldly Distractions


Date: 7:00 AM EDT Thursday 25 June 2015
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.8 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: 16.4°C
Dewpoint: 13.9°C
Humidity: 85%
Wind: NE 12 km/h


“Don’t worry about the world coming to an end today. It’s already tomorrow in Australia.”
Charles M. Schulz
1922 – 2000


Repairs seem to be the theme this week!

Yesterday, 0n the advice of the CAA fellow, I gave the local automotive shop a call in the morning. The price was high, I thought, but I wanted the work done, and I wanted to explore for a reliable garage in the area. Doing business with the local automotive shop would give me an opportunity to do both.

Tank started without issue, so I took myself off to the grocery store to pick up milk. While parked at the grocery store, I walked across a two parking lots to reach the Canadian Tire store. I inquired about a battery for Tank. They didn’t have one. Their initial price was very inexpensive, $60 less than the auto shop. But here is the thing, they added a core charge of $20, and an installation charge of $24.99, and would probably insist on a test charge as well, probably for under $20.00. So although the price seemed less expensive at first glance, once the extras were factored in, the price was basically the same as the auto shop. Tank went to the local auto shop for its new battery.

I was immediately pleased with the auto shop. He said he would install the battery in the afternoon, they were too busy in the morning, so I drove over just after lunch time, parked in the lot, and headed into the shop. No expensive decor, bells, whistles, or other things I don’t want to pay for. Happy employees, obviously enjoying their day… that is crucial in my opinion, and something I don’t mind paying for. The owner greeted me pleasantly, chatted with another customer, took my keys, brought Tank into the garage bay, and ten minutes later the job was done. There is a great six year warranty on the battery. This is “our garage” now, I wouldn’t take my vehicles anywhere else!

Then Tank and I tooted around town for a little while, before heading home.

Tank is not the only thing around here that is aging and needs repairs.

My knee has been getting progressively worse. Last night I hardly slept, I was in so much pain. Enough is enough! I hate taking medication, particularly when I don’t know what the problem is. After my morning coffee, breakfast, and chat with Attila, I put on my parka and boots, locked the door behind me, and started up Tank. Tank roared into action at the first turn of the key! Off we went to the nearby hospital emergency.

It wasn’t very busy in the emergency department, thank goodness, I was back home in just under an hour. The upshot is that my meniscus is torn. I have been referred to an Orthopaedic Clinic, and physiotherapy. No more walks for now! Although disappointed about not being able to go for walks, I am relieved to know what the problem is. The emergency Doctor felt I would need minor surgery to repair the damage, but I guess I will know more once I go into the Orthopaedic Clinic. The Doctor also recommended wearing the knee brace when I needed to be active, and to keep walking around the house if I could manage it, which I am hoping I can. He also told me to take painkillers, and this I will do at night so that I can sleep.

I think I will still be able to shovel snow though, not much walking involved there! We shall see what they advise at the clinic, I will be listening to them closely.

So here is me today, taking it easy, and doing paperwork as I sit at the kitchen table. Not so bad, but I’d rather be out in that sunshine going for a walk!

P.S. My YakTrax arrived yesterday, just in time to not be able to use them! Funny old world. They will keep until I can use them.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 6:00 PM EST Thursday 15 January 2015
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.2 kPa
Tendency: falling
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: -4.1°C
Dewpoint: -9.0°C
Humidity: 69%
Wind: SW 27 gust 41 km/h
Wind Chill: -11

Date: 9:00 AM EST Friday 16 January 2015
Condition: Light Snowshower
Pressure: 101.2 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: -7.8°C
Dewpoint: -12.4°C
Humidity: 70%
Wind: NW 28 gust 46 km/h
Wind Chill: -16


“You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don’t know what was in the newspapers that morning… a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be.”
Joseph Campbell
1904 – 1987


I passed my colonoscopy examination; healthy bowels.

After two days of a clear fluid diet, the time for the colon cleansing arrived. Yesterday afternoon the first dose of sodium phosphate was unpleasant, but bearable. I made the throne room comfortable with water jug, mug, laptop, and waited out the inevitable results. Unfortunately I gagged on the second dose, but kept it down. It began to do its magic. Then the vomiting began and would not stop. After calling Telehealth Ontario to talk to a nurse, it was off the hospital emergency as advised.

The roads here are more like a roller coaster than a drag strip. The one hour drive to the hospital was one not to be remembered fondly. Every curve, every dip and every dive, the nausea welled up. I sat on a plastic bag and towel for obvious bowel cleansing reasons, and held a bucket in front of my face to catch the effects of the roller coaster ride. What a miserable trip!

The emergency room staff were great, had me on a drip immediately to rehydrate me, and gave me some medication to control the vomiting. They did some blood tests to make sure everything was fine, and my electrolytes were just a little out of whack. Attila headed home around 2:00 a.m., having to be at work by 5:00 a.m. They let me stay in emergency until early morning, when I walked over to day surgery for the procedure. Again the staff and doctor were wonderful, and were thoroughly prepared to deal with my allergies and anaphylaxis.

The preparation for the colonoscopy is my problem.

The colonoscopy was painless and easy, nothing scary about it.

Just to put my experience into perspective, Harriet recently had a colonoscopy. She took the colon cleanser and went to work, and was fine. I just happen to react very strongly to the colon cleansing chemicals, the two I have tried so far, which isn’t unusual, but certainly isn’t the average experience either.

Harriet came to the hospital to sit by my bed in recovery, and to bring me home. Thank goodness she was there, it was wonderful to see a friendly and familiar face as I opened my eyes. Harriet took the information from the Doctor, and bundled me into her truck. The drive home was so much easier! After getting me settled in, Harriet dropped off Attila’s house keys to him at work and took herself back to the cottage. I went to bed and slept till Attila got home from work. Harriet called in the evening to check on how I was doing. She said when she got back to the cottage, she had a nap too!

The colon cleanser chemicals are still in my system. I can still taste them. The nausea is slowly abating.

Since Sunday I have wanted a toasted tomato sandwich. Harriet made one for as soon as we got home, and it tasted WONDERFUL!

Worldly Distractions


9:00 PM EDT Wednesday 7 August 2013
Condition: Clear
Pressure: 101.1 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 17.8°C
Dewpoint: 16.2°C
Humidity: 90%
Wind: calm


“The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.”
Michael Patrick King