The Unexpected MRI Experience.

What I thought was going to happen was, I sign in, I fill out a form, I change into a gown, I spend 15-20 minutes in a loud tube, I change back and go home, in and out in one hour tops. What I got was multiple forms, news I should have fasted from 5pm the day before, a need to drink 1.5 litres of sorbitol to inflate my small intestine, an IV for bowel sedation meds, one of which I was ineligible for due to my acute angle glaucoma, and a three hour stay at the hospital, plus some injected dye. I still had to change into a gown/pants combo and put my belongings in a locker. So not awful, but a bigger commitment than I was aware of. My Gastroenterologist told me “You need an MRI. I’ll put in the requisition and the hospital will take care of the rest.” And that was it. No further details provided. I’ve had an MRI before, so I figured this would be much the same. The hospital called to tell me of my appointment only 7 days before it was scheduled, via automated voice message. No details about fasting, length of time, IV drugs etc etc… it didn’t even provide me with an option to speak to a human to ask relevant questions. I walk in there and BAM! My busy day is about to get much more complicate.

The people were lovely, and it was all free, and I only ended up waiting roughly six months for it. I’m not in life threatening condition so it wasn’t a high priority. It was clean, and all the nurses were masked. It’s a building full of high powered magnets, so only the blue surgical masks, but still better than nothing I suppose. I wore my N95 for as long as I was able. Drinking three 500ml drinks was a challenge in a mask. Hopefully I haven’t brought anything home with me. We’ll see.

Trying to drink 1.5L of watered down sorbitol under a timer was no fun. Better than the colonoscopy prep, but that much fluid on an empty stomach makes me feel all slushy, burpy, and nauseated. Trying to burp water while reclined on a gurney makes me gag a bit. Nearly threw up. Oops! Managed not to though. Go me!

Let’s Vogue!

That was a good chunk of my Thursday mid day. The forms do warn you that the bowel sedation meds mixed with the sorbitol can have a nasty effect on you afterwards. So I spent much of the late afternoon and the evening dealing with the fall out of that mixture. Whoosh! Right through you. Unpleasant. Ha.

But, here we are on the morning of another beautiful Friday. The sun is out, I can see some blue in the sky. I finished all of my shoveling for last nights snowfall. It looks like February in Southern Ontario once more. Temperatures are more seasonal as we are back below zero again. We can toboggan if we want to. I now think once more about buying myself cross country skiis. The forecast calls for a few more days of snow. This is also a holiday weekend, with Family Day on Monday to look forward to. Sadly next week are both the visitation and funeral for my wife’s uncle Frederick Pike. Died at age 65, after a brief battle with multiple cancers. Very aggressive. Spread too far & too wide, much too quickly to be combated in any current method that is available. So next Friday will be a somber day to remember the man.

I have paid work to do, so I best be about my business. Ciao Bella!

MRI Appointment Day is Finally Here!

Going down to the hospital later this morning for my long awaited MRI. Well I say long, but I think it’s about six months, so not totally terrible. I am fasting for it, which sorta sucks, but I usually don’t eat breakfast until close to nine am, so what’s another two to three hours on top of that. No big deal. Time to get in there and figure out if I do in fact have any, one, or multiple bowel constrictions or obstructions. This scan will dictate how we proceed. Do I get to leave things as is because there aren’t any extra issues above and beyond my current Crohn’s diagnosis, and I just live with things and deal. Or are there obstruction(s), how large are they, where exactly are they, and do they need to be removed. If surgery is the option, can it be done laparoscopically with much smaller incisions, or do they need to properly disembowel me like a velociraptor would, spilling my guts in order to search for the offending bits, and do the removal that way. That, I fear, will entail an extraordinarily long recuperation time, pain, bleeding, stitch or staple removal, antibiotics and infection control over a period of months because I, historically speaking, heal very, very slowly. Ugh. Worst case scenario is they find other ‘things’ that lead to the obstructions and I get referred to a whole different set of specialists. Fingers and toes crossed that that option stays well and truly far the fuck away from me. Please and thank you.

I have the details and directions in hand for how I am to proceed this morning at the hospital. Not going to lie, my guts are churning this morning. That’s not all that unusual, but perhaps the presence of the churning will add some insight to my doctors and care givers about my particular case of Crohn’s Disease. I would love for this to help me, but I’d be good if it added some additional understanding that helped others like myself. I know in my younger years my file was used as a case study at medical conferences, and retreats. So, yay! Indirectly helping and getting published in medical journals. Noice! Toit! Without having to write a single sentence at that.

I took a few minutes earlier today to remove my wedding ring just in case that would interfere with the imaging equipment. Took me longer than the 90 sec I thought it would take to unburden myself of my wedding band. Gaining weight has weird knock on effects. Ha. On that note I have worked out a little every day for twelve days now. That’s a good streak for me anyway. Nothing too crazy. Push ups, squats, various leg raises, and sit ups, jumping Jack’s, and the occasional burpee. All body weight for the time being. I’m going to see if I can keep at it myself before I go and add in a monthly gym membership cost. I start strong and fizzle. So best to see if I can make it a habit before dropping even more money on ‘stuff’. I’m trying to be fiscally responsible here folks!

Have a terrific Thursday February 15th, of 2024. Ciao Bella.

Rewatching Dune in preparation for Part Two.

As it turns out my spouse has not yet seen Dune Part One, so that’s what we have been doing this morning. Well, besides grocery shopping, dropping off the van at the mechanics, fetching a hot breakfast, and doing the morning school run. Feels like a lot, but isn’t much of anything.

I hold high Hope’s for part two being as good or better than the first movie. I hope to get out to see it on a late Sunday night showing. I did the animated D-Box atmos chairs last time. I might give that a miss this go around. Spilled my drink, and made it go flat pretty early into the nearly 3 hr long movie. Hope my bladder can last through it!

Building the Mechanics Cart I’ve been Ogling lately.

Has a 4 inch deep top shelf for power tools, gloves, and tape measures. Followed by two shallow drawers for chisels, and finer measuring tools. And then a five inch deep drawer for hand saws of all shapes and sizes. This one drawer tried to save the drawer slides but I’ve squished them too much and it catches, so I need to sort out an alternate method to operate that drawer. Too bad. Oh well. The unit has an open shelf for adhesives, paints, and other fluids. Below that is a tray to hold my bag of cloths, two palm Sanders, a multi tool, and long sheets of sand paper, and sanding discs. I put it on wheels, unfortunately one of the four wheels exploded on me, do I either remove the other three, or buy a new wheel, or attempt to epoxy that wheel back together. Hmmm. It was supposed to be build with stuff I had on hand to stop me spending money! The cart I had been swooning over was going to be close to $600.00 after taxes. 

Building this four foot tall, three foot wide, and eighteen inch deep monstrosity is supposed to help me clean all my hand tools off the walls, and save floor space between it and my work bench. It also has allowed me to move two lesser used table saw jigs to a better spot above it, opening up the wall space close to the door for my clamping rack solution that I have coming tomorrow. It’s far from perfect, and sort of ugly, all cobbled together with odds and ends I had lying around the garage. A great use of the materials if you ask me.

Still a few moments yet until it’s all taken care of, but I’ve made progress! Forward movement! Yay.

Not Going to Lie, I was Rooting for the San Fransico 49ers.

I almost had it my way too, but the closing seconds beat me down with a tying field goal. Losing by a touch down with 3 sec left of the over time quarter was a tough way to finish the season. So close, and yet so far. Bah!

I was there to see all of the commercials and dance along to the Half Time show. When the time came though, I ignored all but a scant few seconds of the Half Time show. I wasn’t feeling the vibe. Didn’t feel like my jam. Glad others enjoyed it though.

Back to Monday. Laundry is done, but not yet put away. I’ll tackle that at some point either today or tomorrow. A bit of loud music and an hour to kill will see all that stuff taken care of. At least it’s all clean! I drove over to pick up my prescription this morning after the school drop off run. Left thirteen dollars lighter as there was a new fee for dispensing my medication. Thanks Weston Family.

Still waiting to book our other vehicle in for a replacement radiator. The Stop Leak fluid didn’t manage to hold the coolant inside the radiator system for long. I’m going to hold off on any birthday purchases until after the van is looked at. I don’t have unlimited funds to spend, and the second vehicle being useful is more important than my buying a new tool cart with storage drawers. I probably should just use the wood scraps, wheels, drawer slides I have lying around and build it myself. I’m just feeling lazy about building all those moving parts. Bah!

I should find the time to go grocery shopping some time soon as well. Domestic Duties wait for no one! Floors, counters, dishes, laundry, groceries, all of these continue to require looking at no matter how many times you complete them. Ugh. Must be what it feels like to work at the post office. Never ending stream of sameness. Bor-ring!

Sleeping without resting.

Back in it, with the whole sleeping without feeling rested scenario. I think I know the particular reason for it now though. I need an MRI this week to better assess the presence of my possible bowel constrictions/obstructions. The detail of the scan will dictate if I need surgery to have them removed sometime in the near/not so near future. I know that it is better to know the state of things, but I’m also concerned we may discover more than what is expected. Irrational feelings, I get it. Just had a few extended family members diagnosed with/die from cancer recently, and it’s in the back of my mind. No real point in worrying about it until you hear one way or the other. Nothing good can come from borrowing anxiety before you get any inclination of what the news will be. But, that’s why my last three nights of sleep have been less than restful. Whee!

Today is Superbowl Sunday so the afternoon and evening will be dominated by Foozeball coverage, and heart warming stories of how the players got where they are. I like the commercials myself, but not being State side means we don’t get all of the good ones first hand. I’ll see the best on YouTube tomorrow or next week. We might see the Kick of Destiny, which we missed last year. Or the Puppy Bowl if we can find who is going to broadcast it. Chilli cheese dogs, nachos, pizza and wings are par for the course. Though, truth be told, with four kids in our midst we’ll end up watching Bluey and following the game on our phones, or a separate tv. I look forward to that not being the case. I’d actually like to watch the football game, live on tv, at some point soon.

I think we missed our chance to see the Tampa Bucks play at home in November. That would have been a wild experience for the four of us. I saw the Miami Dolphins play at the Sky Dome decades ago as a child, and really enjoyed it. Those US football stadiums are absolutely monstrous in size. The scale of it can be hard to visualize if you don’t see it in person. With fries, hot dogs, burgers and ice cream I think the kids could have had a fun time too. I wouldn’t mind seeing a Lightning game there either, tickets are $60 each, which is incredible compared to Leafs tickets here at home. All four of us could see Tampa for the price of one terrible seat at the ACC. Or whatever the arena is called now.

Sunday Funday. Homework to be completed, and preparations for the week to be made. Laundry, groceries, and tidying up the house. The weather is supposed to go back down to proper winter levels. Not as cold as minus fifteen, but back below zero at least. We are in this weird limbo where I know (or feel as though we should) get more snow before April rolls around, but as it’s so nice out I’d  like to start yard work, but that shouldn’t really happen until late April. So I have to sit on it and wait. It’ll be the strangest winter I’ve ever had if we get no more snow between now and May 1st. Even the El Niño years had snow fall and sub zero temperatures eventually. I recall cutting grass in December that year in a t-shirt and long pants. But I digress.

Book #3 is moving along. Not too mathematical. Still enjoying it a fair bit. I have at least four more books that I plan to read. Plus I have two new books which I ordered to arrive over the next few months. A new series from James S A Corey, and the third installment of the Don Winslow City trilogy. I look forward to each book. Whether that remains the case as I get into them is a different story. Happy Football Day to you all. Ciao Bella.

Hear-ye, hear-ye… Let us all stand and take note!

We have limited TP supplies so everybody is limited to just one wipe with one square of single ply until the supply chain sorts itself out. This IS in fact an effort to curtail you all choosing to drop a deuce during work hours. Shame and intimidation tactics are now in play. Also, you will all have to wear white for everything, and a visual inspection will occur thrice daily until things change for the better, or enough of you get laid off that the CEO gets the bonus she’s been angling for since Q3 of last year. Luxury yachts don’t buy themselves people. If the problem persists then the cafeteria will stop serving anything but bran muffins and black coffee. Should that fail to materialize the results we want, then we will institute the 3:00pm hot sauce gauntlet. Which will consist of a series of tablespoons of several hot sauces for every employee to consume, likely 3 to 5 of them, of increasing scovilles until we meet our desired outcomes. Failing this the C-Suites will begin hunting staff using high vis paint balls, and any employee caught with paint on their whites will be forcefully removed from the premises. Meetings will continue as scheduled without interruption. Those fired whom have institutional knowledge not written down will still be responsible for imparting such information on their own time with zero compensation.

Thx – The Management.

And that’s what it currently feels like to be a small cog in Corporate America right now. Ciao Bella!

Not just a clean-up today.

My intention was to find a suitable final spot for the two bar stool/chairs I have in the garage. But instead I solved that issue in 30 sec and then decided to fix the overhang on the racks which prevent my ladder from shifting a foot to the left. And then I decided to build a smaller tray to house my slightly larger tap & die set from Canadian Tire, and that freed up room to move my hot stapler, and now my lower drawers have room to rummage around in without having to move things first. Also – wood working! Yeah. Table saw, chop saw, Japanese pull saw, brad nailer, glue, chisels, I mean I had the whole band back together ever so briefly. The tray is nothing to write home about, I’m a few months out of practice, but hell I did something constructive! That counts as a win. I still believe you get good by doing lots of something rather than trying to be exacting right off the bat. Make shoddy things until you learn how to do it better incrementally. Fun fact, I was able to build the tray with stuff I had on hand, no new purchases required. Even better! Did I mention the urn I built is now going in to use by a different uncle? The vacation home is all set for it’s new occupant. Hope he gets put somewhere with a view!

I’ve managed to exercise five days in a row. Is it a habit yet? No, not really. But I know I can find 10 mi utes on a yoga mat to get moving around, so that is hopeful. Best to be active while you can!

Also the Stop Leak fluid we put in the van radiator worked for a few days of very light use, but ruptured yesterday evening. Not great. Gotta find a good fix for that sometime soon.

I had an automated call from the hospital last night about my abdominal MRI. It’s late next week. So maybe I’ll get some news in March or April about those supposed bowel constrictions my gastroenterologist was telling me about. He thought there were two, and only a few centimeters long each. So not major. He said a once in forty years surgery would clear those up if need be. Which I think is good news. Best get my sit ups in now before they poke through my abdominal wall to start cutting and pasting!

It’s sunny right now, and near 8°C. Not too bad for working in a light jacket and toque. No gloves required! I do need to get my daughters single bed frame sorted so she can get up off the floor at the cottage. Needs a few hours of work, and some assembly. It’s pine so not really all that heavy, luckily. Mostly need a light sanding, the feet all cut to match, and to be assembled. No biggy.

Tidy up in the shop.

This strange warm weather pattern has one good side, I can comfortably putter around in my shop inbetween paid jobs, or while I wait on the review process for larger projects. Last week I broke down the old change table, RIP little friend. Haven’t needed it for four years now, and could not find anyone willing to take it off my hands, even for free. Yesterday I moved some things around to get all of the wood for my projects tucked into one corner. Freed up more floor space in the working area of my garage shop. I have some bar chairs i took for free in the fall to figure out next. I like the idea of having extra seating in the garage for when my kids join me, but i kinda hate the space being taken up by those two bar stools. I want to put them up on the racking, but I’ll have to fetch them each time someone else wants to sit down. It’s rare, so probably not the hindrance i feel it is.

I’m still kinda set on getting another rolling tool box for my chisels and such. I want my tools off the wall. Not a fan of the tippy toes needed to reach for things I want to use. I think a 36″ wide unit would be perfect. Somewhere in the five to seven drawer niche. I’m holding off on buying new, to see if I can land anything close on Facebook Marketplace for half the price. Plus it helps me to know if it’s something I need, or if it’s a flight of fancy, and an item I just ‘want‘. If that makes any sense. Though I will say, as far as my wants go, I tend to be right on the money with needing those items within the next 2 – 3 years after purchase. So not a waste per se, but a silly one off purchase that comes in really handed the rare time I desperately need it. I don’t know if that justifies those purchases or not, but it means I’m usually on the right track, sort of. Ha.

I do have a bunch of broken home electronics which I need to take to the dump. I have been breaking them down to steal their screws, bolts, cord segments, and copper wire off the motors. Then I’m discarding the plastic cases and some wiring only. Not great, I’ll admit, but I’m not tech savvy enough to rewire our broken things. I burned out the motor on a blender, the give away was the melted wire smell. Our old Hepa filter died but never smelled. I couldn’t see any blown resisters on the mother board, or burned wires, or excess wear & tear on the unit. It just died on me. An old radio went, a portable fan died too. Lots to be broken down, and parts retrieved for my jars of random bits.

I could fill another cardboard box with burnable scraps if I felt like it. I have a box in the basement that needs to go north to the cottage full of fire starting materials. Namely old magazines that are way out of date tech wise. No need to learn Adobe CS3 from 2007 anymore. Plus there are some clothes for the kids to go up north and get left there. Ideally we’d have clothes left there for everyone so that we don’t HAVE to pack clothes in order to be comfortable on the lake. I’d love to be able to grab a back pack and a tooth brush to leave instead of packing & unpacking all of our belongings every time we head north. First world problems, I know, I know.

As much as I can clean the shop/house I can’t make them any bigger. The size shall forever remain the same. So I hope by reducing whatever is excessive on the inside I can atleast make it feel bigger. Or provide fewer obstacles to have to work around. Make do with what I’ve got.

Dentists, Orthodontists, and death.

These last few days has made for a hell of a month. More visits to various dentists, orthodontists, and Periodontists in the last two weeks than in the previous four years. Insanity. Add in doctors and a death and you’ve got yourself a full calendar. Still waiting to hear about funeral details, though the oak Urn I made last year for a different uncle is now in play as a permanent vacation home for my wife’s uncle. Red oak, white oak, royal blue felt. A touch of plywood for stability. Polished up to 600 grit. Waxed and weather striped to limit dust seepage. Also has non marring rubber feet. If no one else claimed it, I would have been proud to use it myself (hopefully not for many healthy decades to come, think four or five more good decades at that!).

Now today I need to take the youngest on for cleaning, x-rays, and a review of her mouth. Should be about an hour. Pray for no cavities, nor extreme dental machinations ahead. I had all kinds of dental issues as a kid, and I hated every waking hour of it. Fun times.

I’m on day four of exercising a little each day. Not much, just ten mi utes of body weight stuff. Done on a yoga pad in the living room behind the couch. No results, but trying to build it into a habit as part of my day. Should limit DOMS episodes too. Make me more likely to keep going.

Take care out there. Ciao Bella.