Made it to Thursday!

 Wednesday came early, but the forecast looked clear. We had a cold front move in, and it really changes my gardening routines!

In the parking lot, after our visit to the bank manager Monday, a skein of Canada geese! Then the heaven's opened up and the rain poured down. We went home to dry off and try to calm down.

2024 Process of Cancer Treatment Tuesday, May 28

PART CXII – Good PSA test Feb. 2, Lupron injection Feb. 12. MMR booster March.

PART CXIII – Zoom meeting May 28th with Dr. C, the surgeon. All is well. The Lupron is doing its work. Calcium supplements are good, as are his exercises to help build up bone strength. We will carry on as usual. Another Zoom meeting in 6 months, and a face-to-face in a year. 

We were happy to have a Zoom meeting with the surgeon. It works so well. He was only a half hour late to the Zoom meeting, but it was way easier than sitting waiting in the living room, driving the 90 minutes into the city and back.

 

I noticed a doe out back. She seems pregnant! 

I wrote about repainting my coloured pencil, moving it to the daffodil garden. The hummingbird, as well as the phoebes (feeding newly hatched chicks), like to perch on it.

 

Out the open window I heard a bird. I peeked, and it was a Great Crested Flycatcher, gone by the time I returned with the camera. Besides, the screen is in with all the bugs. I do have archived photos. 

Phoebe is doing a good job. I continue to look at them infrequently. I just worry about the mink! Last year it got the cardinals in the nest in the lilac tree. This year it got to the wood duck eggs.

Nutmeg in one of her favourite spots, on top of my Nanny's hand-made quilt. Nanny passed in the late 70s. Nutmeg looks to JB, then back to me.

I learned this from Jim: The pose below is called Flehmen response. It is a cat thing, as well as deer and other critters. Nutmeg does this a lot.

"However, cats also have a secret weapon when it comes to smells. They have a second “nose.” This special piece of equipment is called the Jacobson’s organ, or vomeronasal organ, and is located on the roof of the mouth."

This is Cinnamon exploring the smells of the new antler just after it dropped in winter.

I hope everyone has a good one.

Bone mass density scan #4: healthcare appointment #59

UPDATE: 11:00 a.m. Friday– Our GP's office phoned. The bone scan does not show any cancer.

Thursday, July 20th, 7:00 a.m. – Departed home, for Ottawa. I let JB drive. I'm glad I did! There was some fog, and it looked beautiful. We've had a lot of rain in southeastern Ontario. You can see some fields are still wet, others with bare areas where seeds didn't germinate.


 I forgot my water bottle, so we stopped in Manotick at Timmy Ho's. I thought the dump truck was going to hit me! It's fun seeing the cows on the farm behind the coffee shop. 


On the road, again...it was morning rush hour!


Up Riverside Dr., it was foggier, and pretty. The beach was quiet then, but very busy when we drove home past it!


8:45 a.m. – arrived in the parking lot, checked in for 8:57. Waited for our 9:30 appointment. They say to get there 20 minutes early. We were! JB had his injection of radioactive material, and off we went for breakfast.


The roads were crazy: construction and people going at the speed of light.


 9:50 a.m. – ordered breakfast at Cora's, across from an OCTranspo garage. JB had a questionnaire to fill in, then back for 11:30 bone scan. What a zoo, the restaurant! One little boy fetched a helium balloon, gave one to his sister. He promptly kept playing with it in the aisle. Banging and banging it, over and over.
His sister kept turning to stare at me. I threw a straw at her. She stopped.

Another boy was playing with his pancake, under his family's table, on the floor behind me! I didn't see him. Thankfully.

I told JB to turn around and poke the fork in the balloon. He refrained.


The breakfast was lovely. You'll note I had them hold the potatoes, and they added tomatoes. They were very accommodating, even though hubby had to bring his own almond milk. He had porridge.



 A cop was marking potentially illegal parkers on the road. They can park there two hours. We simply bought a day pass for the hospital parking lot. You can claim meals, parking and travel for sickness on income taxes. It has to worth your while, for the time it takes!

We drove around, and saw the allotment gardens.


11:10 a.m. – Back at the waiting room,  for an 11:30 a.m. schedule. JB gave me watch, keys, billfold. Lots of sick people, stretchers, bandages, wheelchairs. It gives me the willies. I don't know how people cope with all this.

A full waiting room. Three men, two women, then more arrived. Why one woman needed four people with her was crazy! She was a character. This biggest hair I've seen since the 80s, platform shoes, long red acrylic finger nails like talons! A discussion of Trumpcare are vs. Canadian Healthcare ensued. "At least we're not in the US."
One guy disagreed, we 'still have to wait.' (BUT we don't have to prepay!) With a bone scan, they inject the chemical and we disappeared for two hour. This is the way it works!
Next topic, letting in terrorists, and then paying terrorists...
I clenched my teeth.
I refrained from correcting their egregious arguments, and did my cross stitch, read a book chapter, and playing solitaire on my iPad. I used the beautiful, quilted carrying bag my friend, Jean, made for me!
They carried on, the hour I was sitting there, with bizarre conversations.



11:55 a.m. –  in JB went, he was given an apology for being late. He abandoned me in the waiting room. He was in there until 11:45. I was going nuts in the waiting room with people nattering on and on.
The parking lot was another zoo. A line-up 9 or 10 cars. Somebody didn't have their ticket validated...
Then the guy got out of his bus, and waved me around him. There were 3 cars behind me.



1:45 p.m. – On the way home we stopped in Manotick, to check out their new park. More on that later! We drove by a house I used to rent back in 1994. None of the trees were there then. The bungalow was built for the mansion owner's parents. They lived behind, 3-car garage, indoor pool, Lamborghini, on the river.  The father died just after it was built, and mother didn't want to live there alone. They rented it until I moved out, then put it on the market again. It was a nice interim location for us. I created the garden in the front, with plants from our old home. It's been enlarged.

A deer crossed our path along Rideau Valley Drive.