Surgery Wait Lists In Canada

ProvincePostponements
BC24,287
AB16,893
SK23,209
MB8,391
ON148,364
QC70,467
NB1,562
NL23,867
NS35,753
PE1,120
TOTAL:353,913
Source: Waiting Lists Numbers In Canada

Last night I tuned into the local evening news, something I like to do each night.

There was a report about the waiting list numbers across Canada since the outbreak of Covid. To be honest I thought maybe I heard the report incorrectly. I had not, for I went and found the report online at the CTVNews website. That is the reason for the table on the side, it shows the numbers of each province and it totally shocking.

What was really shocking to me was a man that they interviewed. He needs hip surgery and the surgery has been postponed four times. My spirit hit like a thud for I have been waiting for something to be done to my hip for almost six months.

When I saw the orthopedic surgeon after going through an MRI I asked how long will it be to I have the surgery. His response was astounding and also shocking. He said this, “I just work here”! Several days ago I called the Office of Surgery Schedule to see if they could give me an idea of when I might have my surgery. I learned that I am way down on the list due to the fact that they only received the report back in December. So much for a moderate wait.

This is Canada, we are capable of all types of surgery. Before I was born my paternal grandfather had the first ever brain surgery. He survived and his grandchildren watched as he had to go back to school to learn the basics. Learn how to drive a car once more. He passed all that with flying colors. However, his speech never came back fully, he managed to speak enough for people to understand his train of thought. When he couldn’t find the words, he would just swear.

I thought about writing the MLA in charge of managing the Health portfolio. I realized that my time would be better spent doing something else.

So dear reader, I am not sure what the answer truly is. I do no think it would be wise to perform surgeries around the clock, for one thing there would not be sufficient number of support staff. I just wonder if we are that far behind, what are the numbers like in America or even Britain.

Is anyone else experiencing a long wait for surgery because of how Covid has affected the Health systems?

Choices, Choices, Choices,…

“Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart


Since I have been housebound I have had to find ways not to get cabin fever. At times it has been difficult, but I do my best to keep myself moving forward and aware of what is happening in the outside world.

I liked the above quote because it is true for my situation. My life at this moment does not give me many choices, but the ones I do have all are to do with me keeping a stable mental health. It would be easy to allow myself to slip into despair, but that is a choice I choose not to make. There are days where the thought about just staying in bed and pulling the covers up over my head, but again that is a choice that I will not make.

I could be like an old country and western song said, ‘Everybody going out and having, I’m just a fool for staying home and having none…oh lonesome me”!

My concentration is poor for being distracted by the pain around my upper leg and hip. So, writing also has been suffering. There are times I think I have something to write about, only to find I have already written it. I wonder how many times or ways there are to discuss being bi-polar and suffer from depression.

I am now again taking forms of opioids to manage the pain and a sleeping pill so that I can have a decent night’s rest. My doctor is only allowing me to have just seven days at a time, which means I have a phone consultation with him. I am happy that I have that choice. There is no way that I could get to his office because getting into a car would be impossible.

Over the next several days I am going to look for some books to read. I will have to order them online, going to the library is not an option.

So dear reader, I wrote all this to give you a head’s up. No matter how much you may be going through most have choices. If you have choices the option is there to make changes.

A Word of Caution

Comment Caution

The other day I had to do something that I have never done before. I had to delete a comment from a person. The reason being, the person had put a phone number in the comment that belong to a different person. I did not feel comfortable allowing to accept that comment because it was not from the actual person.

So, I am asking everyone not to place personal information in your comments, whether it is yours or another person.

I am not sure if this had happen to others and would greatly appreciate feedback from other bloggers. other than yourself.

What do you think?

A Letter to Dwain

“Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.” ― Robert H. Schuller


Dwain, a name my mother had picked out long before I was born. It was on a Sunday back in 1961. That name doesn’t really describe who I am.

The following is something I have been contemplating in my mind. So, here I go.

Dwain:

You have been through some tough times and survived. You are a survivor of a bad motorbike accident which should have left you a crippled being. You’re a suicide attempt survivor.

Do you remember, you know what the inside of a Mental Health Ward looks like? How about the feeling you had on your very first admission? The feeling that left you sitting in a corner and not interacting with those who were also there. To escape this you basically spent your time in the smoking room. How about the feeling you experienced when you began to open up during the group sessions? It really wasn’t that bad after all.

Why are you starting to beat yourself up, almost cursing each time you have to move? You do understand that the hip replacement will be the start of a better you. Going outside to walk with your dog, Natalie. You will once again be able to do your own shopping. Yes Dwain, it is been a long year being locked away from others, not able to talk with neighbors or jest with the cashier tellers where you shop. You do know that they ask about you every time Stuart goes shopping for you. So, Dwain they really do think about you!

So Dwain, keep reminding yourself the quote from Rev. Robert Schuller; “Tough times don’t last, tough people do. ”! You are going to beat this if you keep yourself in a positive mental attitude!

Sincerely,

Your friend,

Dwain

The Gang is All Here

“The mob believes everything it is told, provided only that it be repeated over and over. Provided too that its passions, hatreds, fears are catered to. Nor need one try to stay within the limits of plausibility: on the contrary, the grosser, the bigger, the cruder the lie, the more readily is it believed and followed. Nor is there any need to avoid contradictions: the mob never notices; needless to pretend to correlate what is said to some with what is said to others: each person or group believes only what he is told, not what anyone else is told; needless to strive for coherence: the mob has no memory; needless to pretend to any truth: the mob is radically incapable of perceiving it: the mob can never comprehend that its own interests are what is at stake.” ― Alexandre Koyré, Réflexions sur le mensonge


If I remember correctly it was around 1974 when Prime Minister Pierre Elliot Trudeau visited where my family was living. My best friend and myself went to hear what he had to say. The Prime Minister was not afraid of what anyone thought of him. During the period of our bringing our Constitution home Prime Minister did a pirouette behind Queen Elizabeth at the signing ceremony. Anyway, we were there standing listening to the Prime Minister when someone decided to make an ass out of himself by yelling, “if I had a tomato I would throw it at you”. That brought about great laughter, but, it also encouraged others to yell out hateful expressions towards the Prime Minister. The amazing thing was this, Prime Minister Trudeau didn’t miss a beat and kept going with his speech. It wasn’t minutes when the mob realized that they couldn’t get the Prime Minister roiled up, so they quit.

In 1975 we moved back into the city of Windsor, Ontario. In the summer a preacher would come to the city and conduct tent meetings. During one these meetings a former teacher and her son were also there. It was really strange and somewhat uneasy for me. After the meeting they approached me. What happened next truly gave me a shock. The teacher’s son, by the way I did not know they were related when I was in the prior school, and the son apologized for bullying me. I will never forget that few awkward minutes, I will always remember their names and how a bully turned into a acceptable young man.

I have learned over the many years that many who act while in a mob presence would not act that way if they were alone. It is the power of “mob mentality”.

Herd mentalitymob mentality and pack mentality, also lesser known as gang mentality, describes how people can be influenced by their peers to adopt certain behaviors on a largely emotional, rather than rational, basis. When individuals are affected by mob mentality, they may make different decisions than they would have individually. – Wikipedia

I am not writing this to make a political statement. I believe in peaceful protests. However, when a protest turns into violence, property damage, and setting fires, it no longer is a protest, but, it now has become a riot.

In 1968 America was burning. Riots across the nation in cities of Detroit and in Chicago In the latter it was while the Democratic National Convention. The riots were triggered by the assignation of Martin Luther King Jr.. I was not that very old, but do have memories of looking across the Detroit River and seeing smoke rising in the air. I did not understand what was happening, but, I will never forget seeing the smoke rising all across the water front in Detroit.

In Canada back in 1990 we saw a protest that lasted seventy eight days. It occurred in  in the community of Kanesatake, near the Town of Oka, on the north shore of Montreal. The protest was broadcasted on all news channels here in Canada. The catalyst was the announcement of an expansion of a golf club and development of townhouses on disputed land in Kanesatake that was also on a Mohawk burial ground.

I feel protests like the one that happened in Washington, D.C., on January 6 was ripe for violence and all it took was for the mob to let down it’s inhabitations.

InhibitionAn inhibition is a force that prevents something from happening—and often comes from you yourself. Shy people are often said to suffer from inhibitions. Some inhibitions are good, such as the one that prevents us from choking the life out of people we dislike.

It is my guess that many who have been in a mob setting may be regretting it a day or so afterwards. It may have brought criminal charges, embarrassment to the family, and even to the company they work for. The criminal charges if the person is found guilty may imperil their job or future jobs, for that record will always be with them the rest of their life.

So dear reader, have you ever been caught up in the frenzy of a protest turned riot?

Indecision, Indecision, Indecision

Once I make up my mind, I’m full of indecision. Oscar Levant
Read more at https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/indecision-quotes


Once Dwight Eisenhower makes up his mind, he’s full of indecision. Oscar Levant
Read more at https://www.brainyquote.com/topics/indecision-quotes


I don’t know how many times this week that I hit the “delete” instead of the “publish”. I would start to write and then proof-read and decided that I was sounding too dire, and maybe, too dark. So, this may come across as rambling.

Indecision is something that can hold me back. Let me explain, my best friend made a suggestion that I should make a call to the Surgery Scheduling Office. I shrugged it off several times because I felt it would not accomplish much good. I theorized that they would be hostile to my question concerning a time frame of when my surgery would take place. I had to call my doctor and in passing I mentioned the idea. He thought that might be a good thing to do. I relented and called the office, and to my surprise the lady on the other end of the call was sympathetic to my situation. I felt at ease and began to ask other questions about the process of a surgery. So, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have been indecisive about such a move. I hung up the phone feeling peaceful, however, the waiting list it could be at least eight months.

It is amazing that when it comes to all things government I tend to shrink away. I am not a pushover when it comes to standing up for myself. Earlier this year I wrote about my experience while in the hospital when I felt unsafe. (The Night I Felt Unsafe) I stood up for myself when I thought a nurse invaded my private space.

I am a person who dislikes confrontation. I will cross the road to avoid someone I see coming my way if I feel like there is going to be a dispute. I have been that way for most of my life. It could be situations as such takes me back to my relationship with my father.

So dear reader, this was my week for indecisions, indecisions, and indecisions!

Celebrating Black History Month

“We have learned to fly the air like birds and swim the sea like fish, but we have not learned the simple art of living together as brothers. Our abundance has brought us neither peace of mind nor serenity of spirit.” —Martin Luther King, Jr.


I think it is no secret by now that I grew up in Windsor, Ontario, directly across from Detroit, Michigan.

I learned in Social Studies about the Underground Railroad that went through our very area of Ontario. There is a church in Chatham, Ontario that helped the Black Americans escape the United States.

The one method that I can recall of how Black Americans were smuggled into Canada was false bottoms coffins. That thought has always stuck with me some forty years later.

I went to school with Black people and it never occurred to me that they were any different than myself. I can remember my grade eight graduation. I went to school with twins whose father was a local Pastor in Amherstburg, Ontario. I use to love attending his services for the music. My mom attended the graduation dinner and found out that her best friend in high school was the mother of the twins, the wife of the Pastor.

When I started traveling throughout the United States is when I had an eye opening experience about the racial differences. We we hold meetings in many different churches and many times it was obvious that many congregations were divided by race. It really set me back on my heels and maybe to this day has influenced my view about the race war in America.

I am not a black man, but, one of the people I would have loved to heard in person was the afore mention, Martin Luther King Jr. I still can recall the feelings and emotions that welled in me when I first heard his speech, “I Have A Dream”. To this day it draws out the same emotions. I think we could use more of him.

Now, let me address the race war in Canada. It basically is divided between white and Indigenous People. It is well known fact that many of the Indigenous People live in below poverty and many reserves still have boil water alerts, due to unclean water sources. So, dear reader Canada has it’s share of a racial divide.

Many Black Americans settled down around the Chatham, Ontario region. There is also a strong presence in Eastern Canada.

I salute Black People around the world, but, I have high honor for those within the fifty states of America. I admire their tenacity, their will power to keep believing in their dream of equality, and their desire to be considered a full fledge citizen, even though the constitution has never been amended about their citizenship.

So, this writer, this person, raises a glass to all Black Citizens here in Canada and the United States. Maybe, with Kamala Harris being elected vice president will turn the tide around for the Black Americans.

One Year Later…How’s It Going With You?

“When I look outside, I feel nothing,
When I look inside, I feel Nothing!
Lockdown of Emotions!
Completely Blank, its Black everywhere…
Suffocating, claustrophobic, saturation point is crossed!
Yet..

My Happiness is due…
I Will Live for that!

SustainCovidTimes”

 Somya Kedia


A year ago I wrote about the feelings of being in lockdown in a post, Obsession and Covid-19 and looking back I really don’t see much difference.

Oh, I forgot the vaccines. But really, has there been that much change. I am still in my house, still have to wear a mask and still the number of people I can meet with at and in one place is limited.

I started this post yesterday and for some reason did not get back to write the rest.

Letter to The Reader:

I have some thoughts about the younger generation, no, not what is wrong or right, just thoughts from my own life.

I was thinking of my younger life and here are some thoughts I would like to pass on.

  • Before you settle down take time to see your own country. I have found that many never get beyond the area the were raised. I found that my country is more diverse than I ever imagined. Also, I found that people no matter where you go love to connect and share their thoughts. You really can learn a lot about life if you just listen to others.
  • Cherish every moment, life is not a given and can throw you a curve ball. I do not regret my decision to pick up and travel for I have great memories, not many pictures, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.
  • Be open for everyone. My pastor once said, “strangers are friends you haven’t met yet”, it is so true!
  • Learn from everyone, there are many lessons we can learn that will avoid us from learning it the hard way. Many things I have learned, I have learned them the hard way, the long way, and as the saying goes, “too old smart…”.

I have been more reflective over this past year. Maybe, it is that I am reaching the age of being called a senior. Or maybe, I have spent too much time thinking.

So dear reader, I hope you may find something worth keeping from my post. There are so many great people here in this WordPress community!

So, how has it been going for you in the last year?

A Poet and Poem That Moved My Heart

On January 20th a young poet laureate, Amanda Gorman took the microphone at the podium during the President’s Inauguration and read a poem of her creation. I thought I would place it here.

When I heard this young woman one other poet entered my mind, the poet, the late, Maya Angelou. I truly hope that we will hear more from poet laureate, Amanda Gorman. Her voice seems to be needed at a time like this in the world.

Attitude or Attitude?

You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you. Brian Tracy


noun

  1. manner, disposition, feeling, position, etc., with regard to a person or thing; tendency or orientation, especially of the mind: a negative attitude; group attitudes.

2. position or posture of the body appropriate to or expressive of an action, emotion, etc.: a threatening attitude; a relaxed attitude.


Growing up in Windsor, Ontario taught me quite a lot about attitude. Attitude good, or attitude bad.

The attitude good is hard to see, but, I feel you can have attitude that is good, you are sure of yourself. This good attitude leaves people feeling good, feeling like, “he really does listen to what I am saying”.

The attitude bad would be the one that leaves you saying, “what a snob”. There is also the attitude where the person is walking around with a “chip” on his shoulder just begging for someone to try and knock it off.

A family member had just bought a car and was preparing to cross the border into Detroit, MI. They had on a long dark blue over coat. I mentioned that there will be problems with the crossing guards if they wore that coat. Sure enough, they did have trouble. Pulled into secondary exam area they were told to go inside. Once inside they were taken into a private room and was stripped search. Border guards can detect those with rotten attitudes.

The preacher I travelled with was invited to hold a crusade in New York City. I was newly married and opted out of going. He took a different organist. Now this organist had an attitude problem. He thought he was better than everyone else. They arrived in New York City and the Pastor explained to them not to go outside on their own because it would not be safe. For some reason the organist didn’t listen and stepped outside. Once outside a group took him and beat him. They robbed him of jewelry and left him with a broken jaw.

I have never really had a problem with most people. I learned from being in Detroit and also Toronto to mind my business. Not to look down on others, just keep moving in the direction you are going. I have found people are decent when they are interacting with someone who does not have a bad attitude. I have found that to be true throughout Canada and the United States.

So, dear reader, it boils down to this, “attitude, attitude, attitude”!

Diabetic Lemon Filling- Pie or Tarts

This filling has become one of my favorites. I am not diabetic, but I love the taste. Amazingly it does not shrink away from the sides of the crust. Give it a try the next time you make a lemon pie or some tarts.

1 1/2 cups of Splenda No Calorie Sweetner , Granulated

1/4 cup corn starch

1 3/4 cups water

4 egg yolks slightly beaten

2 tablespoons butter

1/2 cup lemon juice

2 teaspoons grated lemon

2021 – My Thoughts About It

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something. Neil Gaiman


I am not going to write much about this past year, but, I can truly say that this has been a year of growth.

Over the days when I couldn’t write I found myself thinking about this blog. About how to give it some more zip, how to re-tool it. I found myself thinking about being more disciplined with writing.

Maybe, I could give each day a theme, maybe like, “Manic Monday” or “Terrible Tuesday”. I am still letting this one brew in my mind. I truly admire those bloggers who have that type of discipline, that when you follow long enough, you begin to know what to expect on certain days.

I honestly do not have many goals in mind for everything hinges on the hip surgery. I keep hoping the phone will ring saying that I am schedule for such and such day.

I do want to keep writing about my series and maybe adding some more. I have enjoyed doing some research about the different subjects. I am handicapped when it comes to papers that write in a clinical style. So, I look for sites that write about the issues that I can understand. I have one post on the subject of abuse that I am hesitant in pushing the publish button.

The one goal overall is that I make new blogger friends in this big world of WordPress. I enjoy the interaction via the comment section. I sometimes think if there was a way to build in a chat client within WordPress. Then I think, that may be the wrong thing to add because there are still bugs in WordPress itself.

So dear reader these are some thoughts about 2021, hoping it will be such much brighter than 2020!

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2021!

Family?

“Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are. The ones that would do anything to see you smile and who love you no matter what.”

Source: Shutterfly

What Is Family?

Merriam Webster Dictionary –

1b also; any of various social units differing from but regarded as equivalent to the traditional family

What Does Family Mean to You

One Answer Given From: Be Strong Families:

“I feel family goes beyond bloodlines, last names or obligations. To me, the word ‘family’ includes all the people in our lives who commit to love and support us unconditionally. It is not a passive birthright but a choice, a discipline of kindness that helps us thrive both as individuals and as a society.” – Fernando Barcelona, President / Creative Director, Barcelona and Friends


I am writing this post on Boxing Day 2020.

Some Background: I first came to the western province of Canada around 1981 because the Pastor I was working for was asked to Shepherd a congregation in Regina, SK. I stayed for a couple of years, becoming married in April 1983. Later on in the late part of 1985 we moved back to my home area to help my home church. Things started to fall apart with my wife taking the baby and herself back to the west. It wasn’t long that the divorce became final. I found myself once again moving back to the west hoping I could bring the family back together. My efforts were not successful.

In the late eighties I moved out of the capital city of Regina and moved to the city where I now have been living here going on twenty-five plus years. After moving here I became acquainted with the person I now call my best friend. One day I had a knock on the door of the apartment I was living in. The apartment was the only thing I could afford because of the limit on my support. My friend asked if I would be interested in buying a trailer on a rent to own basis. I went with him to meet the guy who owned the trailer to take a walk through. I like it the place even though it needed some critical upgrades.

Our friendship grew and we began to share some things that we both liked. We had our differences, but, no relationship is completely void of differences. Some time later I was introduced to his mother. We hit it off almost from the beginning. Then one Christmas I had her and my best friend over for a New Year’s Eve dinner. I bought some simple Christmas presents for her. This friendship also grew to where she would tell people, even her own family, that I was her son from another mother. Up to the last time we saw each other I called her mom.

By the way, my best friend is seventy-six years old. The friendship grew and I thought of him as an older brother, one thing I never had.

Christmas Day 2020 we shared a simple Christmas meal together. It was very peaceful. As we were eating I began to think about this friendship. It really feels like family.

I have lots of family in the east, but only one who I keep in touch with. My family here in the west consists of my daughter and three grandchildren. The is the extent of blood relatives.

Today families have a different face than what would be considered family back in the fifties unto the early part of the twenty-first century. There is what is called a “blended” family. Such as the Mayor of New York Bill DeBlasio.

I may find myself in trouble with this next few statements. I find I believe that a family is more than the red liquid that runs through our veins. We have heterosexual, gay, blended, and mixed. All those are families which love, support, comfort, share, and nurture each other.

This Christmas forced everyone to change how people celebrated these holidays. Restrictions that were put in place to try and stop the surge of covid-19 was different from the east all the way to the west.

So dear reader I spent Christmas with a family member, a member whose blood line was far removed from me. I hope you will see that the meaning of family is how you define it!

Hard Candy Christmas

This picture brings back great memories when I was a kid. Most rural stores, like general stores, all carried these, hard candies. The cost was usually a penny.

Back in the eighties Dolly Parton along with Burt Reynolds were in a musical movie, “Best Little Whorehouse In Texas”. (It is risque in parts) The movie is centered around a brothel in a rural area of Texas. The madam, “Mona” was played by Dolly. There was a sheriff, played by Burt. The two were having an affair on the side keeping it from the eyes of the people. Things start taking a turn when a “televangelist” gets word about the house and begins to telecast about it. Well the pressure becomes severe and the sheriff orders it to close.

Their is a closing song where Mona and her girls are daydreaming what they may want to do after leaving the “Chicken House”.

Here is the refrain of the song sung by Dolly Parton, “Hard Candy Christmas”:

Fine and dandy
Lord, it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

I’ll be fine and dandy
Lord, it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

Source: Musixmatch

I realize that many this year are looking at the holidays as a Hard Candy Christmas. For many life has been turned upside down. Restrictions are king in most parts of North America, Britain, and the rest of the World.

I heard stories from grandparents and other seniors about the hard times during the wars and the great depression. For Christmas gifts children would probably receive home knitted socks, a piece of hard candy, and if available, an orange.

I am writing this post to offer my message of hope for everyone this holiday season. Hope has finally arrived in small vials containing Covid-19 vaccine. It is the hope that we are in the dark tunnel, but, we have be offered a flashlight to shine ahead to see the end of the tunnel.

For those who have suffered a lost, I send you my condolences. If you are separated from family the hope is by next year you will be able to celebrate the holidays together.

No matter how you celebrate the Holy Days it is my wishes that they be peaceful and full of hope in the New Year!

The Toughest Holiday Yet!

My mother passed away in February 2000. That year was tough for me. I remember when my birthday came along and without thinking I went to my mailbox. You see, my mother had always sent a card for me, this time was different, no card. It finally hit me, oh yeah she’s gone. I sat in my chair, and I am not ashamed to admit, I cried, for what seemed, hours.

Next came along Christmas. It has always been rough because I lived two provinces away from my mother. Going home was not an option, so, the next best thing was a phone call. Usually it is difficult to get through because of the load of calls that are happening that day. Christmas 2000 was another very rough day for I could no longer pick up the phone and wish her a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

For millions this year around the world will be very difficult for many. At each table there will be an empty plate, that familiar voice will be missing, Covid-19 has robbed that from those this year. Missing will be, a father, a mother, a son, a brother, a sister and many more.

My heart goes out especially to all those children whose mother or father has been taken from them. Many too young to have an embedded memory to hold onto of their missing parent. Others who are old enough to remember them, but, not old enough to provide for themselves.

In many countries this year, Christmas 2020, has been cancelled. Restrictions have been put in place, the number of who can gather in one household. Canadian provinces are also feeling the pain of Christmas cancelled. Many will have to be alone for travel is not an option for them.

So dear reader, for this holiday season, know this, you are not alone in this stressful holiday season. Many others will be facing similar situations around the world this year. If you know someone who will be hurting, maybe spending this Christmas day alone, pick up the phone and let them know you are thinking of them.

Let me wish everyone a peaceful holiday!

A Re-blog: We Do Matter — One Step Forward

My sister sent me a link to a website today (www.wedomatter.org) and they are looking for stories from people who have experience in the mental health system- either as a patient, worker or even family or friend of a patient. If you happen to want to find out more please go to the website and […]

We Do Matter — One Step Forward

A New Milestone

Today I am happy to say I have reached 500 follows.

I want to say Thank You to everyone of the five hundred one!

These last two years have been a wonderful journey. I have met so many great people, loved all the conversations through these two years.

It is my hope and desire that I will continue to meet more great people in the WordPress Community.

It has been wonderful the encouragement I have received from everyone and for that I am truly grateful!

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Update On Chia Jam

While discussing with my best friend, who does more canning than myself, told me that you do not need a processor. Just any pot where you can put the jars in and cover with water. Also he mentioned that you really only need about fifteen minutes.

Also, some who does canning believe you do not need the processing, that the fruit mixture is hot enough to do the job. (caution: if you are more comfortable with the above method then that is the one to use.)

Original Post with Recipe: A Jam For Diabetics -Chia Jam

A Jam For Diabetics -Chia Jam- Very Healthy For Everyone

My best friend wasn’t happy in his search for a good health jam for diabetics. So, I emailed my daughter who is Juvenile Diabetic a jam using Chia Seeds.


Doing a bit of research I found an article Harvard T. H. Chan School of Public Health. Here is some of what they write about Chia Seed:

Rich in

Two tablespoons of chia seeds (1 ounce or 28 grams) contain about 140 calories, 4 grams of protein, 11 grams of fiber, 7 grams of unsaturated fat, 18% RDA for calcium, and trace minerals including zinc and copper. They are the richest plant source of omega-3 fatty acids. Chia seeds are a complete protein, containing all nine essential amino acids that cannot be made by the body. [2]


There is so much more information on their site and also throughout the internet.

The recipe my daughter sent for jam requires Chia Seeds. Certo is not needed for the Chia Seed provides for a thickener.

My friend has found that this recipe does not affect his blood glucose numbers. Also, I have tried it and I like it better than store bought.

Here is the Recipe:

Take 2 cups of frozen berries (either raspberries or strawberries or blueberries). 

Put this in a pot and let it simmer over low heat until the berries are good and soft. 

Add in approx. 1/2-3/4 cup of sweetener. (Splenda or equivalent)

Once this is stirred in and dissolved, add in aprx 2-3 TBSP of chia seeds.

Place in jars adding seals and rings

Process approx. 45 minutes

Set aside to cool


So dear reader if you are diabetic or know someone who is pass the recipe onto them. Give it a try!

The Crippling Panic Attack

“No amount of me trying to explain myself was doing any good. I didn’t even know what was going on inside of me, so how could I have explained it to them?”
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.


Back in the early nineties I was working in a fast food chain as a morning manager. I was going through a rough time. I didn’t know what was happening within me at that time, but a sudden rush of complete panic would wash over me. It was like a was staring at the meanest guard dog and frozen in my tracks.

There was a walk -in clinic just around the corner from where I lived and went to see a doctor. I explained to him how I was feeling and he gave me a prescription for Prozac. They seemed to work but they left me feeling dazed all the time.

I quit the job and moved back into the Kitchener area into a bachelor apartment. A new grocery food chain had opened just down the block. Since I was having trouble coping in crowds I decided to have a friend take me there around midnight. I was doing fine with the shopping and was nearing finishing up. Then a horrible panic attack hit me, the worse I have had to that time. The “fight or flight” kicked in, I turned leaving the cart full of groceries and ran back to my apartment.

For those who have never suffered a panic attack would find it hard to understand. I am not sure I even have the words to describe it fully. They seem to come from out of nowhere, no rhyme or reason, they just hit you like a medicine ball taking the wind out of your body. They leave you frozen on the spot with nerves jumping at every movement around you.

Here is what Anxiety and Depression Association of America writes about Panic Disorder:

Panic Disorder Symptoms

A panic attack is the abrupt onset of intense fear or discomfort that reaches a peak within minutes and includes at least four of the following symptoms:

  • Palpitations, pounding heart, or accelerated heart rate
  • Sweating
  • Trembling or shaking
  • Sensations of shortness of breath or smothering
  • Feelings of choking
  • Chest pain or discomfort
  • Nausea or abdominal distress
  • Feeling dizzy, unsteady, light-headed, or faint
  • Chills or heat sensations
  • Paresthesia (numbness or tingling sensations)
  • Derealization (feelings of unreality) or depersonalization (being detached from oneself) Listen to this podcast.
  • Fear of losing control or “going crazy”
  • Fear of dying

I have learned over the years on how to handle a panic attack should they hit while I am out doing shopping. I just stop wherever I am at, start concentrating on my breathing with deep breaths then exhale. I do this until I feel calm again. I do not stop to consider what others may be thinking about what I am doing.

Panic attacks though not seen, except from a person’s reactions, are so very real. They bring on a sense of danger, horror, even feeling like you might die of a heart attack.

So dear reader if you or someone you know suffers with Panic Disorder you have my sympathies! For those who do not suffer, but, know someone who does, please be patient with them, try using calming words to help them focus and bring themselves back to calm.

Lessons Learned In 2020

“We stand on the edge of the abyss, across whose unknowable face we paint meaning so as not to see into it. It is always there. But we’re here too, and we are no less real than the abyss. We are no less meaningful for being transient creatures caught up in something too big for us. There is still value to our lives. I’ve learned that those things that are most fragile are also the most precious.”
― Ovadya ben Malka, A Damaged Mirror


Don’t Move The Goal Posts

I grew up watching with my siblings Charlie Brown Cartoon Specials. Almost in every one somehow Lucy would talk Charlie Brown into running and kicking the football while she held it. Sure enough, just as Charlie Brown was in motion of kicking the ball Lucy would move it causing Charlie Brown to land flat on his back on the ground.

So it was in politics in America, Democrats would play by the rules while the Senate Leader changed the rules of the game, moving the goal posts. President Obama was left trying to have his nominee for the Supreme Court denied. The excuse given by Senator Mitch O’Connell was, it was in an election year. Fast forward October 2020 President Trump nominates someone for the Supreme Court during an election only a month away. Once again the goal posts are moved and the nominee was confirmed during an election year.

Keep Your Cool!

On the blog site Competitive Edge I found this paragraph on poor sportsmanship:

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A poor sport is someone who takes the emotions that go with losing and “shares” them with everyone around. They put the winner down, claim that their opponent’s victory was either lucky or not deserved (like Plushenko did), bad mouth the game officials or media, and in many other ways, distinguish themselves as immature asses.

If I’m Angry, Upset and Disappointed…

I believe I have written before about how my father would react if he lost a game. When he lost it usually lead to a temper tantrum, sometimes throwing everything to the floor. I soon learned how to avoid playing any type of game with him. What he did was to show me what a poor sport looks and acts like when they lose.

We are seeing a similar situation being played out on a national and global stage. President Donald J. Trump throwing temper tantrums in the face of losing the presidential election. Having lawyers filing law suits in the courts trying to overturn the results of the election. He has not learned how to be gracious in the face of defeat. My guess is that at his age he will not change. He probably has been that way all of his life. When faced with losing he reminds me about a saying I heard while growing up, “taking his ball and bat then goes home”.

Blind Leading The Blind

I am not one who follows someone just because everyone else is doing it. My mother would ask us when I would get myself into trouble with my friends. She would ask the question, “if so and so would jump off the bridge would you also do it”? While watching newscasts seeing people acting irrational being caught up into a “mob mentality”.

…Mob mentality, also called as herd mentality, describes how humans adopt behaviors, buy merchandise, and follow trends based on their circle of influence.  It explains how one’s point of view can be easily altered by those around them…

What Is Mob Mentality?

I can see a situation where President Trump starts to spout rhetoric for his base to watch the polling stations claiming that the Democrats are committing fraud with the ballots.

Poll Watchers CNN Politics By Maegan Vazquez, CNN

Updated 10:19 PM ET, Tue September 8, 2020

“Watch it,” he continued. “Be poll watchers when you go there. Watch all the thieving and stealing and robbing they do. Because this is important. We win North Carolina, we win.”


So dear reader these are a few lessons that I have learned so far in 2020!

Books I’ve Read During the Pandemic of 2020

When the shutdown started back in the early spring I decided to make good use of the time during the shutdown with the pandemic. The following are the books that I have read or I am currently reading now.

To get more information about the book click on the Author’s Name. The link will take you to Amazon.ca. For those reading in other countries change the setting to your country.




Title


Author


Published
On Tyranny; Twenty Lessons from the
Twentieth Century
Timothy Snyder2020
The Elements of Style(Classic Edition)William Strunk Jr.2017
[Originally Published 1918
A Very Stable Genius: Donald J. Trump’s Testing of AmericaPhilip Rucker & Carol Leoning2020
Disloyal; A Memoir, “The True Story of the Former Personal Attorney Donald J Trump”Michael Cohen2020
The Room Where It Happened; A White House MemoirJohn Bolton, Former Security Advisor of the United States2020
Too Much and Never Enough; How My Family Created The World’s Most Dangerous ManMary Trump2020
Currently Reading: RageBob Woodward2020
   

Some Random Thoughts

You may have noticed that my posts have been intermittent. First when I don’t have a subject I do not write. Also, I have been doing quite a bit of reading. The list of books I have read mostly deal with one subject matter, the man in the White House. I have gone back to hard cover rather than E-Books. There is something about actually feeling the pages when you turn them.

It has also been difficult for me to write at times because of pain generating from my hip. I can only sit at the lap top for a limited time. My medications at supper time usually means that I do not post much after about six at night.

I went to receive a flu shot. The pharmacist said they are expecting a high turn out for it. She also mentioned that this winter presents a troublesome worry, will people be able to distinguish between the flu and Covid-19. This could overwhelm the ERs in some cities.

Some provinces are returning to shut downs because of the numbers are on the rise with positive infections. I believed that lifting some restrictions was premature. I understand that people want to get back to their lives the way it was before the pandemic. Here in Saskatchewan there are reports of Covid-19 appearing in the school system. This leaves me with great concern about my grandchildren, but, in all children in general.

So dear reader these are just some random thoughts about what has been occupying my mind lately.