Monday, April 28, 2008

Hospital test today

Took Emma to the General Hospital for her EEG - it took a long time to get in to see our GP, but after telling him about the seizures, things started moving quite quickly. She did fine, except for getting lost on the way to the bathroom just before the test began. I finally went off in search of her, but someone had rescued her and brought her back, just as I was emerging from the ladies' room. The test looked pretty normal, except when they flashed lights at her. She was able to handle the lower frequency blinking, but when it got up to 16 flashes per second, her brainwaves began to go haywire, so they stopped. Now it'll be a few weeks before the results come in, and we're still waiting for a referral to a neurologist.

The garden is getting underway - we spent the weekend filling up bags of dead leaves and branches. Dean moved most of them to the front porch to await pickup next week, but I stupidly left 3 in the backyard, and James dumped them out in order to use the large paper bags for a game. Now I'll have to go get some more bags; meanwhile, it's started raining, so the leaves are wet and heavy right now - maybe in a few days they'll be dry enough to gather again.

I put down copious amounts of fertilizer for the perennials and the fruit trees. One of the apple trees has flower buds on it this year, but I'm not sure about the other one. It might be a year younger than the first tree. The only thing is, you need two different varieties to cross-pollinate, so if there are no flowers on the smaller tree, the bigger tree probably won't be able to produce any fruit. It's no big deal; in another year the small tree will be more mature, and they seem to be producing leaves at about the same rate, so I hope their flowers will emerge together, too. I spotted what looks like a gall on a small branch of the damson, so I cut it off, and sprayed all the trees with a dormant spray mixture; it kills off any overwintering pests and diseases, and gives the trees a good start in the spring. The damson is still too early along to be able to tell if it will have any flowers, but that should become clearer in a week or so. The cherry is loaded with flower buds. The currants are also doing well, and the black currant I damaged last year has even managed to put out a few flower buds. I'll be extra cautious around them this year.

Dean was in Vancouver for two days last week. I asked him to go to Murchie's the tea company, and bring me back some Orange Spice tea, and also some Lapsang Souchong, because it's hard to find. He said the salesman warned him that that tea, "is an acquired taste" - probably didn't want Dean stomping back to the store the next day, demanding a refund for this cat-piss tea! It's a smoky flavour tea; I don't drink it too much, but it's nice on a rainy afternoon when I'm by myself. I told Dean only to get me 1/4 lb of it, and half a pound of the Orange Spice. He called me to say, "I got to Murchie's, and I found the tea, but then I couldn't remember if you wanted loose tea or teabags. So I panicked, ran away and got liquored up." As it happens, he got me equal amounts of both kinds, in both loose and bagged tea; so now I have a lot more Lapsang Souchong than I had counted on. I'm drinking some right now, as a matter of fact.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Antique said...

We'll add Emma to our prayers. And the people of Canada too, that you might get rid of that socialist medical system run, regulated, ruled and ruined by the government.

Last time I blacked out was about 8 years ago (only other time was in my early teens). Nothing bad really happened except I had a new knot on my head where I hit the floor. Went to my GP, told him my story (what I knew of it) and he had me wait in the examination room for about 5 minutes. When he came back he handed me a piece of paper.

"That's a referral to a neurologist, a colleague of mine. He's in the next professional building over. I've called him and he can see you now if you have the time."

While that was exceptional service even by US standards, especially for the odd spell with seemingly no after-effects, it's pretty much what I would demand for my children. That you have to wait so long must be frustrating.

4:18 pm  
Blogger Dr. Mabuse said...

Yes, I said to Dean "If we were in the U.S., they'd have had Emma in for a checkup within a day." As it is, we had to wait over 2 weeks, just to get in to see the doctor, who then makes a referral to the neurologist (which we are still waiting for, after a week). That's Canadian medicine for you, and this isn't a particularly bad case. People wait 6 months for MRIs, especially for head and spine cases. Don't let anyone tell you that all your troubles will be over once you've adopted government health care - they're just beginning.

4:44 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

When we lived in England. I went to our village GP and tried to register as a private patient. They signed me up on NHS anyway and to tell the truth I didn't have any need to go, other than to get my meds renewed - once. I was privy to all the village gossip, though - Oh, the horror stories were enough to make me really, really thankful Hillery's socialized medicine had failed a few years before. People here are so lazy and uninformed that I'm afraid we will finally get it now.
As for the Lapsang tea, I really enjoy it. In fact I still have some I bought in in Sainsbury's all those years ago. I'm afraid it wouldn't be very nice now, but I just couldn't toss it for sentimental reasons. I have bought it here several times.
Hope all goes well with your daughter.
Priscilla

8:28 pm  
Blogger TLF+ said...

It's been so long since I visited Vancouver (like 30 years?) but I remember a stop at Murchie's!

Prayers going up for your Emma - and for the garden in this Rogation Week!

1:32 pm  
Blogger Dr. Mabuse said...

Thanks for the prayers, everyone!

Oh, and Murchie's is a must-see for anyone going to Vancouver (or Victoria - they have one there, too). The one you went to 30 years ago is the same one I remember - wood floors, small, narrow, dark shop, but that wonderful smell of tea and fresh coffee was unforgettable. They had this wonderful coffee paraphernalia, some of it for sale, too - I remember a big brass and copper thing like a boiler that was on display. Don't quite know what it was - probably a Victorian coffee roaster. And my love affair with grinders of all kinds began there; they sold the old-fashioned cast iron Spong (yes, Spong) coffee grinders, in different sizes. I used to stare at them, wishing I could have one. Eventually, after I'd grown up, I found one at a flea market, and I have it installed in my kitchen; use it every day to grind coffee. My sister says Murchie's has moved a block or so away, to a bigger, more modern location, but nothing will erase my memories of that original store.

7:54 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Though I am a teaholic, I have never been brave enough to try Lapsang Souchong. I have relatives who drink it, and to me it smells exactly like hot tar.

Ellie M.

12:46 pm  
Blogger Dr. Mabuse said...

Yes, that's what is smells like. Tastes a bit like it, too!

3:14 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

While I do not doubt that there is nothing like actually going into Murchie's, I get wonderful tea at www.uptontea.com. They have hundreds of varieties, including lapsang souchong (which is indeed not for the fainthearted..)

I hope all goes well for Emma.

the AnglicanXn

4:30 pm  

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