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Living The Life Lol GIF by The Mick
Lol. A song came to mind. Bitchin’ Camaro by Dead Milkmen. It’s an immature and politically incorrect punk song burrowed into my head from my youth - comes up every time a Camaro has been mentioned ever since. You probably won’t like it. But know that “Bitchin’ Camaro!” is a compliment in old school skater language (depending on who’s driving maybe backhanded like making fun of a muscle car driving rich kid…all in jest.) it’s a compliment from me. Like “awesome ride!” (just watched a live performance since it popped into my head and the band looked old 7 years ago lol which means I’m old too. Some of us never grow up. They’ve replaced some of their shtick with F Trump).

Anyway…fun rides! Convertible? Was it raining?
 
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I've had my biopsy and it was no big deal. I did run out of steam partly because the Pattison building was further than what I was prepared for mentally. A very nice volunteer got wheel chair and took us to where we needed to be. It was a huge help. The doctor who did the biopsy was a nice guy who was very calm. I felt I was in very good hands.

Now I'm hanging out for the one to two hours to make sure there's no further bleeding.

This place is quite impressive.
 
The nurse that watched over me after the biopsy is an angel. You have to hang around for two hours. She scored me something to eat and then scored me wheels that we could use to get home. It was a true gift. The wheels were on a wheelchair. I'm not sure I would have made it the mere few blocks walking. And, the ride was fun. For this occasion. I can say that because it was a temporary mobility aid.
 
The nurse that watched over me after the biopsy is an angel. You have to hang around for two hours. She scored me something to eat and then scored me wheels that we could use to get home. It was a true gift. The wheels were on a wheelchair. I'm not sure I would have made it the mere few blocks walking. And, the ride was fun. For this occasion. I can say that because it was a temporary mobility aid.
It depends on the mobility aid you choose (or have available). As someone who uses a mobility scooter all the time, it is fun! That’s a bonus…until you get to a corner without a curb cut or to an old building you can’t get into. When I was in VGH after my surgery - it was “fun” (relatively) when they gave me a manual wheelchair (not a transport chair that has small wheels that requires someone else to push. No fun. I want to pop my own wheelies ;) ) I got to get out of bed and have some freedom to explore where I was. I wanted to go outside down that ramp in the nice lobby but I didn’t think I was strong enough to hold onto the wheels (those are the handbrakes) to go down and then try to roll myself back up again. There was a side entrance by the cafe though. Once, I thought of escaping from the next hospital (it felt like a gloomy old recovery ward I had to be at for a couple of weeks, not as nice digs as VGH). It was just a funny thought but it did occur to me that I’d probably get arrested for steeling the wheelchair, and that wouldn’t be the best idea. I was just restless with all the clinical business - needing some independence. My roommate and disabled friend who also uses portable crutches brought my scooter to the hospital for me so I was able to go outside and ride around the campus village, go to Starbucks, etc. I perplexed the staff - don’t think they’d seen that before. I guess not a lot of ‘already disabled pre-accident’ people are in there and there were seniors shuffling around with two wheel walkers who’d been there for months with nowhere to go. It’s so sad I could feel it physically and mentally and I had to get out for a bit when I could. On the day I left another patient, an elderly woman, was riding a scooter down the hall. I may have started a mobility aid trend. I hope so!

That turned out to be a personal essay. Sorry. I’m glad you got well looked after.
 
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It depends on the mobility aid you choose (or have available). As someone who uses a mobility scooter all the time, it is fun! That’s a bonus…until you get to a corner without a curb cut or to an old building you can’t get into. When I was in VGH after my surgery - it was “fun” (relatively) when they gave me a manual wheelchair (not a transport chair that has small wheels that requires someone else to push. No fun. I want to pop my own wheelies ;) ) I got to get out of bed and have some freedom to explore where I was. I wanted to go outside down that ramp in the nice lobby but I didn’t think I was strong enough to hold onto the wheels (those are the handbrakes) to go down and then try to roll myself back up again. There was a side entrance by the cafe though. Once, I thought of escaping from the next hospital (it felt like a gloomy old recovery ward I had to be at for a couple of weeks, not as nice digs as VGH). It was just a funny thought but it did occur to me that I’d probably get arrested for steeling the wheelchair, and that wouldn’t be the best idea. I was just restless with all the clinical business - needing some independence. My roommate and disabled friend who also uses portable crutches brought my scooter to the hospital for me so I was able to go outside and ride around the campus village, go to Starbucks, etc. I perplexed the staff - don’t think they’d seen that before. I guess not a lot of ‘already disabled pre-accident’ people are in there and there were seniors shuffling around with two wheel walkers who’d been there for months with nowhere to go. It’s so sad I could feel it physically and mentally and I had to get out for a bit when I could. On the day I left another patient, an elderly woman, was riding a scooter down the hall. I may have started a mobility aid trend. I hope so!

That turned out to be a personal essay. Sorry. I’m glad you got well looked after.
*stealing not steeling lol
 
Coffee is on, everyone. Kettle is boiled.

I've cleaned up the crumbs, and wiped the counter - they were getting a bit sticky. Missing @Redbaron

I've set out various types of yogurt, as well as an array of toppings: granola, dried fruit, pineapple, peaches.

There is some smoked salmon as well and cream cheese. sourdough bread is on the side with a few other toppings

It's a bit of a change, but with all the wheeling around and exercise people are getting thought you could use a high protein option.
 
First floor of Jim Pattison Bldg looks more like a new hotel lobby than a hospital, hey Northwind?

It's a nice facility. The area I spent most of the day was on the ground floor. It's a bit scruffier. After the biopsy was done they were trying to find me a spot to hang out for two hours. I ended up in cardiac near CT. The ride from the first area to the next, took me through hotel lobby type decor (ground floor) to a nice fresh unit. Apparently the area I was hanging out in before the procedure was getting renovated.

I have to say, I'm so thankful we found the volunteer with wheels when we got there. He was friendly, had wheels and got us to where we had to be. We might have been wandering around for awhile trying to get from the Emerg entrance to the spot where I was to check in. It's a big place.
 
@JayneWonders High protein diets have cycled in and out of fashion over the years. Who remembers the Atkins diet? It was high protein and low carb.

When I was first diagnosed with diabetes I was told to eat a low amount of protein and I found the meal plan quite restrictive.

Now they advocate high protein for diabetes. What my endocrinologist calls high protein just seems like normal eating to me.
 
@Northwind
Some hospital complexes can be quite confusing. The one I retired from had multiple buildings linked on different levels in different places.

I really just knew my way from the main lobby to the unit where I worked. Plus the locations to buy coffee.
 
On some high protein diets! I recall some acquaintances declaring they were on high protein diets that allowed a lot of fatty meats ... is fat not a carbohydrate in some perspectives? So much misinformation out there to cover for vast unknown's ...

From a chemistry standpoint, the sense of fat and non-fat is somewhat defined ... although chemistry is science and science is an observational activity hated by those solidly fixed on some idea!

From here meltdowns of caldrons can be initiated ... imagine peering into a hole in a mountain! Some folk build homes in such sheltered places ... until the shelter collapses ... it may appear as an avalanche in NY Politics!

In politics there is often too much fat ...

On another topic, did anyone see the cartoon by the ex-NS cartoonist on the MRI done on POTUS' fat ... derived from HD and ketchup? Ketchup can be runny ... not at all like mead ... that's tacky! Honey ... admit that's right!
 
I recall some acquaintances declaring they were on high protein diets that allowed a lot of fatty meats ... is fat not a carbohydrate in some perspectives
As I understand it, fats are another whole category. Protein, carbs, fats, etc. are different types of nutrition. You can get proteins without a lot of fat if you go for things like legumes or trim your meat diligently. That said, some fats are healthy and even necessary, e.g. omega 3 (found in fish, for instance). In the end, you probably end up back at eating some form of balanced diet.
 
As I understand it, fats are another whole category. Protein, carbs, fats, etc. are different types of nutrition. You can get proteins without fat if you go for things like legumes or trim your meat diligently. That said, some fats are healthy and even necessary, e.g. omega 3 (found in fish, for instance).

I often baffle folk with the term fatty acids being formed from reaction between some oily materials and alkali ... like amines ... mes amis? Saponification enters the fray ... and soap is deadly to bugs and insects that may bother yah ...

Imagine that is the wash when dealing with Molly ... the fish monger! Some relatives of mine are really caustic while others are acid and corrosive until their balancing mate reacts with them ... that's familial chemistry!

Then there is the matter of acting as an agent in the congregation for selling the church ... that can be caustic or acid as you may chose. Been there done that ... like boiled in a lye pot ... hauled about by mules ... right out of Death Valle! That's a word rendered down ...

Words can sometime be like a gnome or dwarf in a tree ... a wee man involved in extraction of Jew Say's ... chaos personified?

Is there a man called Zach ... or is that Jack who's a John in the UK? Tis a common name for hom in id!

Is that only a small bit of the total reaction and rebound effect? Imagine lighter effects skipping over the dark pool ...
 
I suspect VGH isn't as confusing as it seemed yesterday. Or it may be.

When you walk along 10th, there are old buildings, including the school of medicine that have been closed up. When you walk along 12th, you see the back of these old buildings. There's probably an old nurses residence, nursing school etc there too. It's quite the place, that clearly has been added to over the years.

I think for me, distance was more the issue yesterday than confusing. That being said, it was probably confusing for my husband. He ended up on an inpatient unit trying to find me after the procedure.
 
Hi sorry, the use of the word "high" was probably a bad choice as it is a relative term.
I could have said rich with protein. More recent findings have suggested that we need more protein than previously thought as we age. My diet was low on protein, high on carbs, so I tend to avoid baked goods for breakfast.
 
I suspect VGH isn't as confusing as it seemed yesterday. Or it may be.

When you walk along 10th, there are old buildings, including the school of medicine that have been closed up. When you walk along 12th, you see the back of these old buildings. There's probably an old nurses residence, nursing school etc there too. It's quite the place, that clearly has been added to over the years.

I think for me, distance was more the issue yesterday than confusing. That being said, it was probably confusing for my husband. He ended up on an inpatient unit trying to find me after the procedure.

When one is feeling not 100%, perspectives can be distorted ... of course I've never net a person of 100% as many are approximately 33% (+/-) with distinct variants of composition of physical, spirit and soulfulness. Many may counter that there is no such thing as such "essences" and thus vapors drift ... like a vision in Hibernia of old as classic.

I've always maintained a split condition when not hammered on a spot ... usually with an administrator with a wooden maw'll/maul mistaken as Maw ... the vast grandmother of myth as misty? Sometime appears as a great white elephant ... and developed in eastern piousness ... thick-skinned monster by metaphor! Consider Dural matter ... often mushy but hard to put in orders ...
 
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