It is interesting to keep returning to the same spots through the four seasons. Today I noticed that with all the foliage down, I could now see from a slightly different position a view of the Sturgeon River, little more than creek sized, that during the full grown season was invisible. This section of the river was the water supply for a 17th century Huron village. A haunting spot.
I had dialysis this morning from 715am to 1140am in Penetang, Ontario. A smooth run. I then drove myself about 100 miles south to Toronto to St. Michael’s Hospital in the downtown core. Spoke with the surgeon. I had set a range of possibilities in my brain before heading down. I had been told that I was a GO for transplant, but you never know. So I was ready for NO GO all the way to waiting four or more years longer. I started dialysis in the first week of November of 2008.
So the verdict: I was told to expect a cadaverous kidney in about a year.
This is based on the practice to place patients on this transplant list based on the date they started dialysis, after they complete the preliminary evaluation/work up to determine their viability for a kidney transplant.
It is interesting one factor they consider is anti-body production. Three ways that your body might have produced anti-bodies:
November light fading. temperature -1 degrees Celsius, dusting of snow lingering.
A few of these shots are within yards of a 17th century Huron village site. It is debated whether it is the site of the martyrdom of St. Jean de Brebeuf, St. Gabriel Lalemant (French Jesuit missionaries) and many Christian Hurons at the hands of the warring Iroquois in 1649. Whenever I stop and look and photograph these spots, my imagination turns back and I keep one eye out for those Iroquois. This creek with the still water was most likely the water supply for that village.
two shots I took with a Nikon d3100 w 18-55 Nikkor lens – I was out enjoying the autumn sunshine, lots of leaves down but still some colour left up on the trees….these are in Tay Township about 100 miles north of Toronto.
I took a drive down south of Barrie to the 400 Antique Mart just off the 400 super highway that runs down to Toronto.
Just three typewriters. One, an early SCM office electric with no power cord. One Underwood 5, rightly described as mint condition, but asking a silly, that is beyond outrageous price of $198.00. I acquired an Underwood 5 not in mint condition from the Huronia Museum for $10. The Underwood 5 was made in very large numbers, many have survived and the Underwood 5 is normally a 10-15 dollar item. Worth adding to your collection, but not an item to kid yourself into paying 200 dollars. They were an early practically indestructible office typewriter. OTOH it was the cleanest typewriter I have ever seen. At the other end of the Mart another Underwood 5 asking a semi-comical $49. I passed on all three.
I was fortunate in Barrie on the way home. Went to Staples, parking lot was awfully full. Then I remembered it was the end of the afternoon of the first day back to school. Last second school supplies were being sought. I went backwards a few steps in the technology and bought a Brother electronic typewriter. I will post about it later this week.
Image = shore edge in front of my home on the eastern end of Georgian Bay, which is the east end of Lake Huron, one of the Great Lakes of North America. I have been living up here 100 miles north of Toronto for twelve years (fulltime). My family rented here in the sixties and then bought a lot and built this cottage in 1969-70. It is a beautiful place and I am fortunate to live here.
until the shore growth got high enough to hide predators, families of Canada Geese would amble in to crop away at the plant life…..it is fun to watch the tiny golden goslings mature into as of this week nearly full-sized geese.. the neck stretching guard adult geese are careful in their watching and quickly sound the alarm when they dont like something in the area, which produces a mad rush and much splashing as the family skedaddles out into the safety of the bayy
A little trouble to get started with dialysis treatment using my fistula today: two nurses worked it out though and I ended up with three holes not the usual two. My pump speed was excellent 420-430 and I cleaned 106 litres.
coming down the pike:
anigoplasty to fix a narrowing in the fistula
trip to Toronto, for a final check on my healed heel
end of August surgery to remove most of my parathyroid glands
seems we have lost one of our dialysis patient team to home hemodialysis, this program is ramping up in this area of Ontario – I will miss yakking with him in the waiting room
parathyroid removal is common related to hemodialysis
I lived in Toronto for about 40 years yet never got my butt over to Fort York. This week I remedied that. It was a warm, sunny day, and I dodged school groups successfully. Start of Toronto began on this location. During the War of 1812American troops attacked and burned the fort. In revenge, British troops attacked Washington and burned the White House.
From 1912, Port McNicoll was home port of the CPR‘s passenger and package freight steamships, SS Keewatin and Flagship SS Assiniboia. The steamers would take on passengers from the “boat train”, arriving from Toronto, upbound to Port Arthur / Fort William to connect with their trains there. Downbound, the steamers would carry passengers back to Port McNicoll, returning to Toronto, via Medonte and Midhurst.
During the depression of the 1930s, the rail connection between Orillia and Lindsay, was abandoned. The CPR’s older steamers, SS Alberta, SS Athabaska and SS Manitoba continued to run from Owen Sound until the mid 1930s when the Alberta and Athabaska were withdrawn from service. With an increase in the handling of package freight, these two ships were pressed into freight-only service from Port McNicoll, until the end of the war. The SS Manitoba was retired in 1950, following the SS Noronic disaster.
The SS Keewatin and SS Assiniboia continued operating until the cessation of passenger service in 1965, when they too were reduced to freight-only service. The coal burning Keewatin was withdrawn from service in November 1966, while sister ship Assiniboia, with boilers converted to burn oil years earlier, was likely the reason she lasted longer. The SS Assiniboia retired November 26, 1967
photo resurrected from an old family photo album no details on the back of the 2.4 inch by 3.3 inch print.
I had an appointment at 130pm at St. Michael’s Hospital in the downtown core of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. I lived in Toronto for 42 years so I have some experience in driving in its clogged traffic, but I have lived on Georgian Bay for ten years and I am used to the lighter traffic up here. What’s more Toronto traffic is widely believed to be worse and getting worse each year.
The weather was poor, fog and rain all the way down and most of the way back up. Around 7 pm I had reached Barrie on the return drive and decided to stop to unwind over a coffee and having finished it I walked out to get back on the 400 north and encountered a sharp drop in temperature and a strong wind. The day’s drive had been bad with the fog and rain and all the vehicle spray especially the treat of having a tractor trailer pass by at 120km per hour.
The wait was medium for the Ontario health care sytem, 90 minutes. I was there about the diabetic ulcer slowly healing on the back of my left ankle, my glacially healing heel. My care at this appointment was from a chiropodist and a student nurse specializing in wound care. The nurse’s accent place him as originally from eastern Europe. His English was flawless. The treatment last about twenty mninutes. The wound is better. It will still be several months before new skin forms a complete covering.
I have a return appointment next week at which I will see the plastic surgeon. At the moment a skin graft does not seem to be in my future. They seem to want me to heal this on my own. Which makes sense. If it takes months to heal the wound, the new wound from the incision to harvest skin for the graft would also take months to heal.
I have been wearing an aircast to off load the left heel. I find I am tippy with this the air cast. I wrap a small plastic retail bag around the open toe and tape it to the cast to keop my foot from getting soaked and freezing in the winter weather, both the rain and snow we have had this season.
I am also using a wooden cane with a flip down winter claw foot to snap in place of the rubber tip, for ice and snow and for balance. Curbs and stairs are more interesting these days.
I walk well on level ground, but on uneven ground or bumpy and patchy snow I do less well. I follow my instructions and shorten my stride and take it slow.
It is hard to judge when this all began for a sore started on my other foot first but healed on its own. This heel has been almost six months. Perhaps another two to three months to go to get it well.