Hello everyone. Coming to you live from Toronto General Hospital, where the trays come in hot and the cutlery comes in cold. Why am I at the hospital you may ask? No I am not visiting anyone, I am a patient and have been here since July 4th. Yes, Happy July Fourth to me. MAGA and all that shit.
Before I go into why I am here let me lead with, as best I can say, I am fine. I feel fine, I am not sick, I feel like I am stuck in bed and have the world waiting on me and while nice, it’s like there are others who need it, not me.
I am here because in the last month it has been discovered I have both a heart arrhythmia and atrial fibrillation (AFIB).
Basically I have a runaway heart rate and one of the lower ventricles is much weaker than it should be. The heart is all out of whack.
How did this happen? They don’t exactly know yet. Right now they are focused on a long-term fix. I have a whole bucket of pills I am taking to slow down my heart to normal and then they can go about resetting the electrical function. Trust me it’s a lot to digest. I have had 5 days to get it down.
You noticed I called them “bike riders”. They are not cyclists in my eyes. To me a cyclist rides for exercise, sport and the love of having a fine tuned machine as their mode of transport. I also bet they follow the rules of the road.
Since the summer began, the amount of “bike riders” in our area has increased dramatically. Duh. It’s nice out. It’s better than being stuck on a streetcar and it’s great to get that breeze in your face. But….
It’s also a time for more annoying and somewhat dangerous experiences when walking.
The cross walk at the end of our street is a 3-way intersection with our street being a one-way. There is a bike lane of the main street we connect with. It’s just houses really.
So what happens is, bike riders like to cruise through the intersection without ever stopping. Honest. I watch and actually make a point of noting when a bike rider stops. It has not happened in many weeks. Hell I will take a slow roll or yield.
Just before Black Friday of 2016, I actually had some blog money that was unspoken for, meaning I could actually check out the deals.
Short story even shorter, I hit The Source and scored a deal on a 40 inch TV, an Xbox One S and a second controller. I was pleased.
Now the idea behind it was, we really felt a TV in the basement would help us get our living room back from the kids. They could watch Netflix and eat their snacks in the basement and leave our nice stuff, nice.
The Xbox was an added bonus for the boys. It came with Minecraft which is Harry’s new obsession.
I have not really gone into great detail in setting up accounts and security, so right now my PayPal is connected but you don’t need a password to buy.
The other day while I was upstairs watching TV and the boys were in the basement playing Minecraft, I got an email with the subject line – Your Microsoft order of Skyrim Mash-up: Minecraft: Xbox One Edition.
Hey parents, do any of you have kids that just eat their dinner without a fuss? You do? Liers!
Meal times have been a struggle lately, mostly with Charlie. He seems to think dessert is one of the meals of the day and not a nice treat after eating the meal you are supposed to eat first.
You know what I am talking about.
- My tummy is full
- I don’t like that
- I am not hungry anymore
- What’s that green thing on there
- I don’t want dinner tonight
All classics in our house. I also want to mention we never cook anything we don’t think the boys will like. It certainly limits what we get to enjoy, but we do it anyways.