Wandering in my mind

Well, Easter was definately not what I expected. We ended up having our dinner yesterday, Monday, after DH picked me up and brought me home from Calgary. It all started Friday, when I started to bleed from the throat. Not the most pleasant so Saturday we ended up at emergency, and, if you can believe it, they called the Stars Air Ambulance to take me to the city. Some kind of overkill, really, I thought. As a result I spent Sunday lying still for 3 and a half hours while an angioplasty was done on the bood vessels in my throat, basically tying off all the smaller ones so they can't do that again. At least the big vessel didn't seem to be involved, thank goodness. After those hours, because they go in through your artery in your groin, I had to then lay still for another four hours to allow the artery to seal. So it was a very quiet day.

I'm just so glad we have the level of medical treatment we do, and so very very glad to be home again.

Happy Easter

Gopher poop I tell ya. Not only does the little rotter have the nerve to have dug a tunnel under my doorstep, but it is using the step as a spot to stand and watch for danger. Whistling on my doorstep and pooping all over it. Man do those little buggers poop a lot. DH has been given the job of gopher patrol and is supposed to look after it. The only good gopher is a dead gopher, at least when it comes to my doorstep.