We met a couple of years ago when I volunteered at the cancer center in Surrey, BC. My buddy Norm, (who was also a volunteer) and I used to walk over to the adjoining Surrey Memorial Hospital and buy a $10 Big Lottery ticket from the smiling ‘ticket lady.’ On our first visit to the…
The Oxford Street Grind
If you’re doing a search for the Oxford Street Grind, you won’t find it listed. But if you do a search for the Grouse Grind, in North Vancouver, you’ll understand the similarities to that famous street in White Rock, BC. However, I have yet to climb either of them, until now. I first visited Oxford…
Yesterday’s News
I had just pulled into the Langley Oral & Maxillofacial Surgery’s parking lot when my phone started to ring. I glanced at the call display – it was the veterinarian’s office! I’d been anxiously waiting to hear the results of Holly’s ultrasound test to see if the Cushing disease was in her adrenal gland or…
A Happy Ending
I was getting claustrophobic from being confined to my home for the past two weeks, so the drive to North Vancouver last Friday was a welcomed change. During my hibernation, I wrote about some of the pain and sadness in the following stories: (click on each to view) Dear Connie has Passed Away story …
Worried Again
The roller coaster was climbing slowly up the hill and when it reached the peak – it almost touched the clouds. Children were screaming with delight – arms waving in the air – eyes sparkling with excitement, while seniors were filling their Depends with assorted bodily fluids. But as the aging ride reached the bottom,…
A Brainstorm
Today, Suzette is getting ready for the next scene in her life story and the set is an operating room at Lions Gate Memorial Hospital, in North Vancouver. You may remember that I wrote about her in a blog last December. Suzette had been rushed to Vancouver General Hospital and was awaiting brain surgery. They…
Dear Connie has Passed Away
This morning, my dear friend Connie MacLean passed away peacefully. I kept her illness confidential at her request, although her closest friends knew of her illness these past several months. Ralph, her son, called me to give the sad news. I told him that I wanted to write a story about her but would need…