lance_sibley: (Absolutely Cuckoo - by crazybutgraphic)
I had yet another doctor appointment this morning... I had been told that this one was a geneticist, and that he would be dealing with the preliminary diagnosis of hemachromatosis. It turned out that he was actually a hematologist (blood specialist).

I arrived at about 8:50 for my 9 o'clock appointment (having slept through 20 minutes of my alarm beeping at me and woken up at 7:50) and managed to find the correct area. I would have been earlier had I gotten off at the first bus stop instead of continuing on to the stop at the main entrance of the hospital (this doctor works in the cancer ward at Sunnybrook), but I didn't know that until after I arrived and asked at Reception. It took until about 9:20 before they actually saw me (how can they already be behind schedule at that time of day?), first by a 4th-year medical student who took my blood pressure (I think she said it was 108/71), listened to my heart and lungs, and tapped all over my stomach like it was a melon she was checking for freshness. (It even sounded like she was tapping a melon.)

Then the doctor came in and we talked for a while about what I'd been experiencing, and what the test results showed. He didn't seem to have a final diagnosis yet either, though, and they didn't have anything about the results of the heart test from a month or so ago. So they sent me off... to have more blood taken. Yay. This time, they only filled six vials.

He did tell me that the simplest treatment for hemachromatosis is regular phlebotomy... or taking blood to reduce the amount of iron in my body. This may be why I stopped feeling faint after they started doing all the blood work. If that's the case, then I guess it's time to bring on the leeches. ;)

My next appointment - barring getting the results from the cardiologist in the meantime - is in about six weeks. Fun, wow.


In job hunting-related news, I have an interview tomorrow out in Mississauga. Wish me luck!
lance_sibley: (Polaris - by redeem147)
We've just announced a new guest: Michael Hogan, who played Colonel Tigh on Battlestar Galactica!



I have to admit, a year ago I wouldn't have been all that excited, but now that I've watched the show... woohoo!

He joins David Nykl (Dr. Zelenka on Stargate: Atlantis) and authors:

R.J. Anderson
Stephanie Bedwell-Grime
Erik Buchanan
Julie E. Czerneda
Gemma Files
Matthew LeDrew
Lesley Livingston
Karin Lowachee
Derwin Mak
Violette Malan
David Nickle
Michelle Rowen
Douglas Smith

There should be another guest announcement soon - keep your eyes on the website!



In other news, the job hunt continues. So far I've applied to 30 jobs and been in touch with 10 recruiters, plus I've updated my resume on a number of job hunting websites. I got an email today from one of the recruiters asking me if I'm available for a phone call Thursday morning.

I also got a call from my doctor's office today - I have an appointment over at Sunnybrook on April 20. Presumably this relates to the genetic tests that were being done.

And I'm having another bit of fun with Future Shop and HMV - this time I'm trying to get my hands on the 2-disc edition of the new Pet Shop Boys album. It was supposed to come out on March 23, but nobody around here seemed to get it on time. The 2-disc version was pushed back to April 3, but again nobody was getting it then. HMV was supposed to get it today, but all I could find was one copy of the 1-disc version. The woman helping me said, "It should be in by the end of the week." Oy. Here we go again...
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
I just got a call from my doctor... the last set of blood work is in.

While my liver enzymes were back to normal when they did the previous set of tests, they were elevated again with the most recent set. And this time my hemoglobin is apparently high as well. Now he's suspecting hemachromatosis, which is a genetic condition caused by iron being absorbed and stored by the body beyond what it should be storing.

Oy.

(He asked me if I'd ever heard of it before. I said, "I think they've mentioned it on 'House'." Apparently this was amusing to him - he'd actually meant whether anyone in my family had ever been diagnosed with it, since it's genetic. Okay, fine, but that wasn't the question he asked...)

He wants me to go to North York General Hospital to get another batch of blood tests - problem is, their outpatient lab is apparently closing for good tomorrow, and they can't (or won't) fit me in today. So I'm off to the same lab I've been going to for the last few weeks to have more blood taken... this time, since there's genetic testing involved, it's going to take a couple of months to get the results back.

Oh, and he still hasn't gotten the results of the heart tests back yet. It was supposed to take a week... it's been 12 days.
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
So I had the EKG this morning... I got to lie on my side while the technician ran a very cold probe covered in blue goo all over my chest. Then she took a piece of what felt like sandpaper, rubbed it on a half-dozen or so areas of my chest and stomach, and stuck sensors to me. I'm sitting here at work with a Holter monitor on my hip, connected to the sensors, and wires running all over my torso, under my sweater.

I got up at 6:30 in the morning for this?

And I have to do it again tomorrow, to go back and return the monitor. Then I have to go back up to Yonge and Eglinton to have the ultrasound. And I can't shower until after they remove the monitor. I'm going to smell positively yummy tomorrow, I can tell...

But seriously. I think this is how the Borg got started.
lance_sibley: (sleepy)
I kind of intended to be in bed a few hours ago, but I got involved in various Gaylaxicon-related things and time just kind of got away from me.

I have my appointment for my liver ultrasound - I wanted to do it on Thursday after the EKG (which is at 8:15 am - argh), but I have no idea how long that will take. So I booked it for Friday morning at 10 instead. It's at a different place just up the street from me. I also have to go back to the lab afterwards for more bloodwork. (I may not have any blood left by the time this is all said and done.)

Speaking of which, I got another email from my doctor today warning me that I'm not immune to Hepatitis A, and that if I'm planning on travelling to (list of exotic locations here), then I need to get immunized. Come to think of it, it was over eleven years ago that I last got the vaccination, so yeah, I should probably get that taken care of. Not that I'm planning on going anywhere exotic any time soon, but better safe than sorry.

(Odd, though, I thought that was one of the things he vaccinated me for last week...)

As a complete aside, I just learned that Gabriel Hogan (Traders, Heartland, The Border, Flashpoint, Rent-A-Goalie, Robson Arms, The Associates) is the son of Michael Hogan (Colonel Tigh on BSG). He also played Ken Dryden in the miniseries about the 1972 Canada-Russia hockey series, and I remember thinking at the time that the resemblance was uncanny. (For SF fans, he's also been on Forever Knight, Kung Fu: The Legend Continues, PSI Factor, La Femme Nikita, Mutant X and Wonderfalls. Busy guy.)

Not that that's all that important or anything - I was just surprised to learn this.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I made it to bowling tonight, and managed my best night in the last six weeks, though it wasn't spectacular: 154, 170, 172. Unfortunately I forgot to declare my scores for next week (when Eric and I will be making dinner together and watching the BSG finale), so I'm going to have to go to the bowling alley at some point before next Friday to bowl off unless I can get someone to fill in for me.

I had an annoying moment this afternoon - I was getting ready to leave work, and just as I came back from the bathroom to put on my coat, I heard the distinctive sound of my cellphone battery dying. (It had two bars of power this morning.) I asked Zak if I'd gotten a call before it died (as receiving a call at work seems to be the fastest way to kill the battery), and he said yes. So I picked up the message using my desk phone. It turned out that it was someone calling for the second time, who had left me a voicemail on Wednesday that I'd forgotten to pick up. Oops. (As far as I can recall, though, it didn't show up in my missed call log. Weird.) And this is something rather important related to Anticipation, and I won't be able to talk to them until Monday morning as the person calling was from a government office. *facepalm*

Oh, and I also got an email from my doctor this afternoon. It seems that my blood work came back, and my liver enzymes are elevated, so he wants me to come in and sign a requisition form to get an ultrasound.

So over the course of three months I'll have had a CT scan on my head, an ECG and an EKG on my heart, and an ultrasound on my liver... and I'm not even counting the prostate exam as that was just part of the overall examination the doctor gave me the other day, and not related to my current problem.

Is there anything not going wrong with my body? As I joked to someone tonight at bowling, I think the warranty on my body has expired. (I once started trying to write a science fiction story based on that premise, but couldn't figure out what I actually wanted the story to be about beyond that basic premise...) One of my bowling teammates made the comment, "Welcome to humanity - you're getting older." If this is what getting older entails, then you can keep it. I'll stay young and beautiful forever. *grin*
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
... except for the literally pointy bits, ie. the various needles. But more about that momentarily.

I had my doctor's appointment this morning at 10:30. I got there about 10:15 and filled out some paperwork, then the doctor came out and introduced himself to me, and had me go into his office where he asked me some questions about my medical history.

Medical stuff behind the cut. )

By this point it was only about 12, so I headed up to work and managed to put in about six hours. I got home around 9:15 and rushed through dinner in the hopes that Eric and I would be able to watch a Dead Like Me episode tonight, but he's still without Internet access. :( I'm not sure if it's because of the power failure they had last night or if it's because he got his new Macbook today and is still getting it set up. It was fun watching him being all bouncy with anticipation for the last week or so. :)
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
Just to keep everyone up to date... I had originally thought that I would be having my doctor's appointment today, but when I called them this morning (after playing voice mail tag with them yesterday), it turned out that the next opening was for tomorrow, and they weren't even sure about that as they were waiting for a cancellation to be confirmed.

Anyway, they called around 3:30 and I have an appointment for 10:30 tomorrow morning. The doctor's going to do a full physical exam, and hopefully he'll be able to do the EKG as well. There seems to be some confusion at their end on that - one of yesterday's voicemails said, "Did you say ECG or EKG?" Well, it was the ECG I had last Thursday at the hospital that led the doctor to decide that I needed an EKG as well. We'll see what they say tomorrow.

I'm feeling much better than I was last week, though I'm still tired and am moving a little more slowly than usual. I went into the office yesterday and today, but walking back and forth to and from the bus stop was a bit tiring and seemed to take longer than normal. Whatever this is in my chest - whether it's truly a respiratory tract infection or just a bad cold - my cough hasn't been as bad today as it was on the weekend or last week.

Eric and I were chatting this evening when he got kicked off of Skype - they had a power failure down in Atlanta. So I just called him after waiting for him to get back online - he'd sent me some text messages to let me know, but my cellphone battery died today - and we said goodnight. We were going to make it an earlier-than-usual night tonight anyway because I have to be well-rested for my appointment tomorrow. So no Dead Like Me tonight.

Oh, and for those who haven't already seen this elsewhere on their friendslists, but who might be interested, the initial panel list for Polaris 23 has been uploaded to the website here. If you're already pre-registered for the con and want to be on panels, let us know by emailing programming at tcon dot ca. We'll assign you a contact person within our team to handle your panel requests. If you're not yet pre-registered, you can sign up to be a panelist via the online pre-reg process. (It should be up very shortly.)
lance_sibley: (WTF - by librarygale11)
I managed to make it over to the clinic this afternoon with little drama, though I wasn't exactly moving quickly - I got up around 1:15 and got over there around 2:30. I told the receptionist what I was looking for, and she replied, "I don't know what the procedure is. Hang on and I'll try to find the form." A few minutes later she found what appeared to be a consent form for transferring my files - it basically had one paragraph saying "I give consent for my files to be transferred to the following address:" and a spot for my signature.

Of course, I had forgotten to make a note of Dr. Waks' address before going over, so I had to ask the receptionist to look it up for me on the Ontario College of Physicians and Surgeons website. Once that was done, she said, "It should be done by Friday - call back later this week and we'll let you know."

Um... what? No.

I explained that I was doing this because I'd spent seven and a half hours in Emergency on Thursday and that the doctor at Sunnybrook wanted me to get an EKG, and that Dr. Waks' office had indicated that I could come in on Tuesday, so the records needed to be transferred by then. It's not like they have far to send them - someone could walk it there on their lunch hour, even. (Mapquest estimates the distance between the two buildings as 318 feet. Hell, they can photocopy the folder and I'll walk over and deliver it myself.)

She repeated that she didn't know what the procedure is, but would mark my form as "urgent," and "hopefully" the person who processes these requests would deal with it on Monday.

Damn skippy, it better be dealt with on Monday. I'll be phoning.
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
I'm feeling a little better, though I'm finding it very warm in my apartment. Then again, it was 15 degrees outside today...

I went to the Ontario government website that the doctor gave me yesterday to find a doctor. I filled in my search criteria and found seven doctors in my area who are taking new patients. I called the first one on the list today and it looks like I have a doctor. (Yay!)

I just have to go over to the walk-in clinic at Mt. Pleasant and Eglinton tomorrow to fill out some paperwork as they have most of my medical records from the past ten years or so. Once that's done, they'll send my files to this doctor and then I'll be able to have an appointment for Tuesday (they have me pencilled in already, pending getting my files). The office is just around the corner from the clinic, even, so it's about a five minute walk from my apartment - score!

The funny thing was that of the seven doctors in the search results, one of them was Henry Morgentaler. Um, no, I don't think I'll be needing an abortion any time soon. (Well, for all I know, maybe he practices general medicine as well, but the man is going to be 86 years old in a week or so, and frankly, I want a younger doctor. Okay, maybe I could have found one a little older than the one I got - he graduated from the University of Western Ontario three years ago - but you can't beat the location. I also decided that I'd prefer a male doctor. Nothing against female doctors, there are just certain things I'd feel more comfortable talking to a man about. I'm sure that's not uncommon.)
lance_sibley: (what now)
... that I hate being sick?

I really, really, REALLY hate, despite, detest, deplore, loathe and abhor being sick.

It started Monday morning. I got up around my usual time and got ready for work. I was feeling a little queasy, but didn't think much of it. I stopped off at Starbucks, got my coffee, and while I was putting cream and sugar into it, I suddenly started to feel faint. My vision went dark and I felt dizzy. I made my way to a table and sat down for a few minutes until I started to feel better, and decided to head back home. About halfway back home, I started having dry heaves, so I stopped until those had passed. I got back to my apartment, and sat in the lobby for about ten minutes or so. By this point I was feeling better and so, thinking that whatever it was had passed when I had the dry heaves, decided to start over and actually made my way up to work. (Foolish, perhaps, but I'm stubborn that way.) I not only made it through the day, but actually got everything done that I needed to do.

Tuesday morning, I didn't even make it out of my apartment. I got up and realized that there was just no way I was going to get anywhere, so I stumbled to the phone and called my boss to let him know that I wouldn't be in. I then went back to bed until 12:30, when I got up, took a shower, got dressed, and laid down on the couch. Next thing I knew, I was waking up and it was 7:30pm. I managed to make myself some soup for dinner, then chatted with Eric for a bit after he got home and went to bed around 12:30.

Wednesday morning was only slightly better. I tried again, but only managed to get halfway up the street before deciding that it was better to call in sick again. (I'm stubborn, remember?) Again I crashed on the couch, but this time I woke up around 12:30. I didn't do much after that - mostly just watched TV until Eric called around 4:30 or so. We ended up staying up until about 1:30, chatting and watching another episode of "Dead Like Me".

Today... well, you get the picture. I got up and headed out, and actually made it as far as the counter in Starbucks before I was hit by the feeling that I was about to pass out. The barista brought me some water and I sat down for a few minutes, then decided that I was going to take a cab to the nearest emergency room. So once I was feeling strong enough, I went over to the cab stand and got in the first taxi, and asked him to take me to the nearest emergency room. He said, "Which hospital is that?"

*blink*

You don't know? You're the cab driver... shouldn't you know where all the hospitals are? I wasn't sure whether I was closer to Sunnybrook or one of the downtown hospitals, though I figured Sunnybrook was probably the closest. And I knew it was a decent hospital, so I ended up just asking him to take me there. I arrived around 11, was checked in by the triage nurse by 11:30, then a nurse came and took down my details around 12 and tried to take some blood (it took her about five minutes to find a vein) and my blood pressure (apparently the fancy machine couldn't detect it, and she had to use a manual one), and left an IV line in my arm "just in case we need it later". A couple of hours after that, the head intern came in and asked me some more questions (apparently, according to the copy of her notes I was later given, I'm currently under "a normal amount of stress for this particular patient" *grin*), listened to my breathing, took my BP again, and then said she was going to go and consult with the head doctor on duty and would get back to me. A while after that, he came in and told me that he was ordering an ECG and a chest X-ray. Shortly later, another intern came in to do the ECG (good thing I don't have much chest hair - the adhesive on the pads that they connect the cables to is quite strong) and then someone took me for the X-ray. Then I went back to my room for another couple of hours to wait some more, until the doctor came back with the results and sent me home.

The upshot of all this?


  • Apparently I have an upper respiratory tract infection. (Isn't that just a fancy way of saying "a cold"? I could have told you that...)

  • My blood pressure is on the low side of normal, but it's still within the normal range. (I knew I had low BP from the days when I used to give blood and it took me forever... but 100 over 62? That's considered normal?)

  • My chest X-ray showed absolutely nothing of concern.

  • There is apparently a "slight abnormality" in the ECG, however. The doctor didn't say exactly what the "abnormality" is, but he wants me to find myself a family doctor and get an outpatient EKG. He gave me the URL for a government website that lists doctors who are taking new patients, so I'll have a look and find someone. Hopefully someone fairly close to where I live.


  • All in all, a little worrying, but nothing conclusive yet. We'll see what happens when I find a doctor and get an EKG. Wish me luck!
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Friday night was better than recent nights, but still not up to average: 148, 159, 180. Lots of splits in the first two games.

I got home later than usual because for the first time in recent memory, both teams had all five bowlers present. One of our opponents, a guy named William, is a big SF fan and we spent much of the evening talking about Samuel R. Delany. I'm not sure why, as the only book of his I've read is Dhalgren. (I do own a copy of Stars In My Pocket Like Grains Of Sand, but haven't read it yet. My library is almost as full of unread books as my DVD collection is full of unwatched series.)

Saturday, I had a Constellation Awards meeting up in northern Scarborough. The meeting was for noon, so I set the alarm for 10:30 and got out the door by 11. I figured that would be enough time. Ha! It took me longer to get there than it takes me to get to work - I arrived at 12:45. Fortunately the meeting hadn't really gotten underway yet.

After the meeting, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and I looked over the map of Montreal I have and talked a little about potential Gaylaxicon 2010 hotels. Since he's an ex-Montrealer, I thought it would be a good opportunity to get some insight. There are about four or five now that I have to look up online and see if they have the kind of function space we'll need. (I still like the Delta Centre-Ville, though that may be because it's the only hotel I've ever stayed in in Montreal besides the Days Inn where Con*Cept is held.)

I got home around 6 and rushed through dinner because I was supposed to be going to [livejournal.com profile] travellingone's place to show her how to use Polaris' programming software and to start entering panel ideas with her. I didn't get there until about 8. She immediately offered me wine (I don't often drink wine, but this was a very nice dry red - I think she said it was Spanish?). Her roommate was there as well, and Return Of The Sith was on the TV. It's the one Star Wars movie I actually never saw, so while we waited for [livejournal.com profile] dx4 to return our message about our still needing our userids and passwords, we watched it for a bit and snarked about the dialogue and Anakin's overall whininess. (I can see why people were so excited about the first appearance of Vader in the suit, though - that was quite powerful, though Hayden Christiansen doesn't have the same presence, even in the suit, that David Prowse had.)

We finished up around 2 (after entering 142 panels into the database), and I left to come home. I had just missed the last subway north, but she lives within walking distance of me (even though it was about -15 out), so I got home around 2:30, finished reading the paper, and then went to bed.

[livejournal.com profile] travellingone emailed the exported panel lists to our web team, so the initial panel list should be up within a few days. Anyone who's looking at it, remember that it's not a full list - we're still open to suggestions.

Today I got up around 1 with the intention of going out to get my Metropass and VIVA pass, then coming home and doing some cleaning and some laundry. The lines at the Metropass machine (only one of them was working) were slow, though - a woman came up to me and said, "You know, you can buy it at Dominion." I said, "I know, but I'm getting on the subway immediately." I think she just wanted me to leave to make the line shorter. Once I had my Metropass, I went up to Finch and got my VIVA pass, then came back home.

It was nearly 4 when I got back (!), and I remembered that I had promised a couple of our Polaris author guests that I would sign and send back their contracts this weekend. So I sat down at my desk and started downloading and printing them, then scanned them back in and emailed them back. Even though there were only a handful of contracts to deal with, it took me three hours because my computer was being insanely slow. I need to reboot it - it's probably because something was causing a memory leak. (Eric told me off tonight because it's been at least two weeks since the last time I rebooted it. *blush*)

Eric was going to be home earlier than usual tonight, around 8, so I rushed through dinner and washing up, then called [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy as I'd promised him I would call this weekend. However, we didn't really have time to talk, but I suggested that we have dinner together after next weekend's Gaylaxicon concom meeting. I also tried calling my father, but he didn't pick up.

Regarding my father... I think I may be in trouble. For some reason, despite having a newspaper six days a week, and having a daily bridge calendar on my desk at work, I can never remember the date. I honestly thought on Friday that it was the 20th rather than the 27th (which led to my going to the wrong lane when I got to the bowling alley). His birthday was on the 21st, which means that I forgot to call. Oops. (I even made three LJ posts last Saturday...)

This may also explain why I'm surprised whenever I get handed a paycheque at work. I can never remember whether I was paid the previous week or not. (Part of that may also be because my boss never remembers to give it to me on time, and I usually don't get it until the following Tuesday...)

So after calling my father, I called Eric, and we chatted for a while. During the conversation, we both bought our Anime North memberships as well as tickets for the Moonlight Ball and the Saturday brunch. He's really excited about some of the voice actors they have coming. Me, I recognize some of the titles, but that's about it. Tomorrow I'll have to make some phone calls and get us a hotel room (I know we won't be able to get a room at the Doubletree - it's far too late for that even though the con isn't until late May).

He had to go to bed early - the reason he was early tonight is because he's been asked to go in two hours early tomorrow - so I've spent the last couple of hours going through the old Inbox and wrestling it back down from 190-some-odd emails to about 130. Dealt with some Anticipation emails and some job alerts that were in there, and responded to this year's first CUFF nominee to let her know that I got her nomination.

And now I think I might go to bed a little earlier than usual because I'm not feeling all that great. I think I'm coming down with a cold - my mucous membranes are all dry and my back and arms are aching, though the latter might be because I've mostly been sitting at one computer or the other almost the whole time I've been home today. I have a pillow behind my back (because I'm sitting on the couch, using the laptop), but it's not helping.
lance_sibley: (Pool table)
I forgot to mention... I'd left my cellphone plugged in all day yesterday, but when I got up this morning I had a voice mail from the nurse at the clinic I'd gone to about the headaches. (Of course, I left the phone at home yesterday, so she called...)

My CT scan results came back, and everything is normal. I guess the headaches probably were just caused by stress... though I wasn't feeling stressed at all when they first hit. Far from it. Strange.
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
I just got in the door from St. Michael's Hospital, where I had the CT scan. My headaches haven't been too bad for the last week or so - just the occasional throbbing sensation when I'm exerting myself, but it only lasts for a few seconds.

I joked with the technician that I felt like I was in an episode of "House", because he had me lie down on a metal bench that retracted into this big cylindrical spinny thing that scanned my head. I hope that doesn't mean that the doctor's first reaction will be that I have lupus. ;)

After I was done, he said that I should hear back from the doctor who referred me for the scan within a week or so. The clinic generally doesn't call people if tests are negative, though, so if I don't hear anything I guess that should mean that nothing serious is wrong. OTOH, when I had a CT scan on my right arm a few years ago after I hurt it bowling, they did call me to say "we can find nothing structurally wrong. We can't explain why your arm is black and blue." So who knows?

Anyway, fingers crossed, please!

Afterwards, even though I was practically out the door before the original time of the appointment (it was for 8:30; I got there around 8:15 and they took me in within five minutes, and it only took about five minutes to do the scan), I didn't really feel like cooking dinner, so I went to the south food court in the Eaton Centre and had some Chinese food. I think Eric will be surprised that I'm calling so early, since I told him that I would call if I got home before midnight. Maybe we'll have time tonight to watch an episode of BSG after all. :)

Ugh.

Dec. 5th, 2008 10:44 pm
lance_sibley: (Strike)
First, the bowling scores: 168, 135, 177. Those first and third games sound all right, but they were a struggle (as indicated by my second game score). In fact, in the third game I needed 104 over the last five frames to get there.

I think that most of the problem stemmed from the fact that my feet are really sore from climbing the hill of ice to get over the railroad tracks on my way to work. I was finding that I was clenching my toes as though I were trying to use them to hold my grip on the ground, and my left arch in particular is sore right now. This led to a bit of a balance problem this evening.

Work has been productive this week - I fixed a problem with the insurance company's website that was caused by their IT guy changing the way he implemented my previous changes. He had told me that he was copying the files over individually, so I had excluded the configuration file when I uploaded it to the FTP server, not wanting to mess up their database connection or their Crystal Reports. However, this time he copied the whole thing over at the directory level, which deleted the existing configuration file, which meant that nobody could access the website and their administrative person, who does the data entry into the Windows application, couldn't connect to the proper database. In fact, when I first re-uploaded the full version (including the incorrect configuration file), because I was logged onto their system over a virtual network, her data entry was updating my local database instead of their live database. *facepalm* But after a couple of hours (mostly spent playing phone tag), I got a correct version to them and they uploaded it, and all of the problems went away.

I then went back to the process management tool I'd been working on - my boss had asked me to add the capability to register users as belonging to organizations so that users who belong to an organization have the capability of seeing all of that organization's workflow processes. I also changed the way users register for the site, added the ability to create a new workflow that's modelled on an existing one (with the ability to choose which steps the user wants to include), and updated the online documentation. I still have a bit of that left, plus I have to update the user manual to reflect the new sections I added this week.

Regarding my headache - it's still there occasionally. I got a phone call this afternoon from the clinic, and I have an appointment for a CT scan on December 10. Unfortunately, it's at St. Michael's Hospital, which is the hospital in which I spent a night a few years ago when I fainted at the bridge club after my blood pressure fell to 80/40 (or lower - that's where it was when I regained consciousness). Fortunately, this time I won't be lying in a bed in the Emergency Room next to a drunk woman who'd just been hit by a streetcar.

On to the hot topic of the moment - the prorogation of Parliament by the Governor-General. Personally, I'm disappointed - not because I didn't want the Conservatives to win the election in the first place (though that's true), but because I thought Harper cowardly. When Parliament decides to hold a vote of non-confidence in the government, the Prime Minister's reaction should not be to run to the head of state (or her representative, in this case) and request that Parliament be suspended for a month and a half. Furthermore, Harper's address to the country (which I didn't see live, because I was still on my way home from work) was inflammatory. Like it or not, a majority of people in Quebec voted for the Bloc Quebecois. To call them separatists may be accurate, but traitors? That's over the line. (They're not the FLQ, for gods' sakes.) To then use the less inflammatory word "soverigntists" in the French version of his address was mealy-mouthed. (And it's not as though there aren't people in Quebec who would be watching the English version, or that the media wouldn't report that his English address was different.) And the behaviour of the other Conservative MPs, throwing around words like "coup" and "sedition" is just ridiculous. We've had governments fall on votes of non-confidence before, and the world didn't end, and the country didn't destroy itself. This is one of the costs of having a minority government - if you don't work with the Opposition, you run the risk that the government will be thrown out of office.

Even more distressing to me is the number of Canadians who have bought into the Conservatives' cry of "Treason!" Do they not know that the process currently underway is perfectly legal and constitutional, and has precedents in history? (Probably not, I know...) There are people out there writing on websites and to the newspapers that "we" voted in a Conservative government and that "we" should let them govern. Well, more people voted for the Liberals, NDP, Bloc, Green Party and other minor parties than voted for the Conservatives. Again, when you have a minority, you can't govern as though you had a majority and try to steamroll legislation through Parliament - that's what Joe Clark did in 1979, and what happened? There was an election (less than a year after the previous one), and Pierre Trudeau became PM again. Now, I'm not saying that we should have another election less than 50 days after the last one, but that's why the alternative, allowing the G-G to appoint the other party or parties as the government, exists.

In short: the proposition that a coalition of Liberals and NDP with the support of the Bloc is perfectly legal and constitutional. Get over it. And Mr. Harper - grow a pair. This is still a democracy, not a dictatorship.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and email Eric the recipe for the meal we're having together tomorrow night. :)
lance_sibley: (Ouchie - by Raelala)
I just got back from the walk-in clinic at Mt. Pleasant and Eglinton, where I went about the headache that's been plaguing me on-and-off for the last seven days or so. It hasn't been that bad over the past couple of days - there have been a couple of mild twinges, including one this afternoon - but the fact that it's still there at all isn't normal. It's not there at all right now, though.

I told the doctor about it (including what I was doing when it first came on last Saturday night, just in case that was important), and also told him about the family history. (For those who skipped my last, overly long post - my father had a brain aneurysm about 22 years ago, which he survived, and my maternal aunt died of a brain tumor.) He examined the blood vessels in my eyes, felt my neck (as well as the glands behind my ears) and had me turn my head left, right, up and down, and said that it didn't look or sound like I had anything major to worry about. He mentioned when he first came into the room about taking my blood pressure, but when he came back in a few minutes later he didn't. I remembered as I was on my way out the door, so I went back to ask, and he said, "No, I don't need that." He just suggested taking regular over-the-counter meds if it bothers me again.

But just in case, he's making an appointment for me to have a CT scan, and will call this week to let me know when and where it will be done. He did say that the symptoms I described - first the drill-to-the-temple sensation, then the pain behind the eye, then the tight-belt-around-the-forehead feeling were all symptomatic of a muscular stress headache.

I hope that's all it is - I'll keep you all updated.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Since I haven't posted in a week, and it's been a bit busy, I'll put each paragraph behind a cut...

Bowling went well... )

Work is going okay, except for the 'getting there' part... )

Headaches aren't supposed to last for six days, are they? )

Christmas? )

Anticipation )

About the latest political shenanigans... )

Well, that's all for another week (or unless something really exciting happens in the next little while).

Blargh.

Sep. 10th, 2008 11:33 pm
lance_sibley: (inferno)
The cold I brought home from Atlanta is slowly getting better... I didn't wake up at 3:30 this morning hacking up a lung like I did the night before. And the headache I had last night has gone away, though my neck is sore tonight... I must be getting old. :(

For those few of you who haven't heard the news, today the CERN supercollider was switched on. It'll be interesting to see what happens when they actually start doing some real science with it, as opposed to just letting it warm up like they did today. Personally, I think the fears people have been expressing about it causing the end of the world are just a tad overblown. If I remember my physics correctly (and [livejournal.com profile] nexstarman or [livejournal.com profile] kipron can correct me if I'm wrong), even if the particles being smashed together did cause a black hole to form, it would be so small that it would evaporate almost instantly.

Unfortunately, I suspect that we won't be having flashforwards as in Rob Sawyer's novel. :(

So if any of you have been worrying, here's a convenient website to update you on the status of the experiment:

Has the Large Hadron Collector Destroyed The World Yet?

And another, just in case you're still unsure:

Has The LHC Destroyed The Earth?

In other news, it has been officially determined that I am, in fact, insane. Right, [livejournal.com profile] travellingone? ;)

And now, from [livejournal.com profile] travellingone...

You post the answers, but not the questions. It's a 30 questions meme! If you want to play, comment and I'll return a screened reply of the questions. Then you have to post your own answers to them.

1. [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria, [livejournal.com profile] mutarada
2. [livejournal.com profile] dagibbs, [livejournal.com profile] james_nicoll, [livejournal.com profile] bcholmes, [livejournal.com profile] the_nita, [livejournal.com profile] thespian
3. [livejournal.com profile] msvu20, [livejournal.com profile] nexstarman
4. [livejournal.com profile] indefatigable42
5. [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, [livejournal.com profile] evil_admiral
6. I don't think this one really applies to anyone on my friendslist.
7. [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, [livejournal.com profile] mutarada
8. [livejournal.com profile] crusherdisciple, [livejournal.com profile] ghostleegirl, [livejournal.com profile] rosemary_ca, [livejournal.com profile] twiddler
9. I'm assuming this doesn't apply to people with whom I've already done this, so... [livejournal.com profile] ghstlght74, [livejournal.com profile] evil_admiral, [livejournal.com profile] kipron, [livejournal.com profile] saintrobert, [livejournal.com profile] lizblackdog, [livejournal.com profile] stargate2077. If we're including people with whom we've already done it, add [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, [livejournal.com profile] dx4, and Declan to that list.
10. [livejournal.com profile] rockgoddes, [livejournal.com profile] huntingdon
11. [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy
12. I can't narrow this down... so many of you are beautiful in every way possible.
13. [livejournal.com profile] gnumoose, [livejournal.com profile] mutarada
14. [livejournal.com profile] travellingone and [livejournal.com profile] yellow_freshia; [livejournal.com profile] neoengel
15. I can't say I've ever wanted to do that to anyone in particular.
16. [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria, [livejournal.com profile] rockgoddes
17. [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy
18. [livejournal.com profile] kaelsu2
19. [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata, [livejournal.com profile] rockgoddes, [livejournal.com profile] huntingdon, [livejournal.com profile] msvu20
20. [livejournal.com profile] lizblackdog
21. I don't know what this means. Google returned pages about cathode ray tubes, stars, dogs and amino acids...
22. See #21.
23. I don't think this applies to anyone here. [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria would be closest.
24. [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria
25. [livejournal.com profile] dx4, [livejournal.com profile] ghstlght74, [livejournal.com profile] kevinlc
26. Circumstances require me to plead the Fifth. *grin*
27. [livejournal.com profile] ghstlght74
28. I'm assuming this refers to someone who doesn't already do it. [livejournal.com profile] kosst_amojan, [livejournal.com profile] evil_admiral
29. See #26.
30. My life would be much poorer without each of you being a part of it.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
... I'm finally caught up on LJ following Dragon*Con. Now I remember why I used to go to the business centre of the hotel I was staying in and read my friendslist every night before going to bed. I hope to get caught up on email over the next few days. I've read all of it, but there are several I want to respond to, including comments others have left here.

Today was a bit rough - my hay fever has knocked me for a loop since returning to Toronto. I took something for it last night (the generic equivalent of Claritin, I think) and managed to sleep through all of my alarms and then spend the rest of the morning in a bit of a fog as a result. I still managed to get some stuff accomplished today regarding allowing users to renew multiple boards at once (right now, they have to do it one by one from the page where the boards they're subscribed to are listed), but I have to put in a few hours this weekend as I couldn't stay late tonight as this was the first night of my bowling league for the new season.

Then I was threatened on the subway tonight after work - I was waiting for the car to empty so that I could get on, and this guy pushed past the people who were still exiting and hit me in the stomach as he did so. I muttered, "You're excused," as he hadn't apologized or anything. When I got on, he yelled at me, "What was that?" I told him that he had hit me on his rush into the subway car, and he accused me of exaggerating. (No, I don't think so. I know what it feels like to have an elbow in my stomach.) He then told me that I shouldn't "play games," that "not everyone is a good guy," and that just because I was on the subway, I shouldn't consider myself to be in a safe place. WTF? I didn't even look at him - I just sat down and worked on my crossword puzzle (though it took about 15 minutes for me to be able to concentrate). He never did apologize for hitting me. Asshole.

On a somewhat calmer note, my nose was running the Boston Marathon this evening, so I took another pill around 7:30, and it's only now starting to kick in, I think. People on the subway were looking at me like I had the plague because my nose was running, my eyes were running, and I couldn't stop sneezing.

And I have no doubt that I'm going to be in extreme agony for the next 48 hours as well, due to not having gotten any practice sessions in at the bowling alley during the summer. (I'd wanted to, but there just wasn't any time.) It was nice to see [livejournal.com profile] h8torun, Randy, Mario and Bridgette again, as well as some of the other people there. I had a surprisingly good night: 163, 192, 153. But my legs are going to be screaming at me for the rest of the weekend. I just hope Ambrose doesn't want to go for any long walks tomorrow night after dinner. (Oh, yeah. It's been a few weeks since we were last able to get together, but now we have firm plans for tomorrow night, so I can give him his autograph from Ellen Muth and watch him squee. :) )

For the few of you who hadn't heard - since several people have reported this news - children's fantasy author Madeline L'Engle passed away this week at the age of 88: New York Times. I remember being given A Wrinkle In Time and at least two of its sequels when I was a child, and devouring them. I'd actually been considering checking for copies at my local used bookstore, as I have no idea whatever happened to my copies - they probably went missing in a move or something - and I had a sudden craving to reread them recently. (Watch, I'll buy them and then they'll turn up.)

And I finally finished book one of Peter F. Hamilton's The Reality Dysfunction the other night. This book was the hardest slog I've ever encountered; admittedly, I haven't been making much time for reading over the past six months or so, which might explain why I've been working my way through it for about a year. Normally I'm a fairly fast reader, but I just couldn't get into it. Of course, now I have to read book two as I'd bought them together, and I refuse to let a book defeat me. ;) (And besides, the story picked up in the last 100 pages or so.) That being said, I'm taking a break, and I've read about 150 pages of Terry Pratchett's Thud! in the past three days. (See? Not a slow reader. Peter F. Hamilton just writes a slow story.) And then I have about ten other books on the shelf still waiting to be read, including two Dresden books, a Jasper Fforde, and a bunch of others that I bought at last year's Worldcon.

Ick.

Apr. 12th, 2007 10:01 pm
lance_sibley: (Schedule - by whitetomb)
Whatever's going around, I think I caught it. My boss left early yesterday, not feeling well, and said he'd be working from home today. This morning I woke up aching all over and with a sore throat, and my stomach has been feeling queasy most of the day (though that might just have been from the bus ride), and any time I get a tickle in my throat or upper respiratory tract and have to cough, it's turning into an adventure in catching my breath. Damn it, I don't have time to get sick. I'm thinking of having a Neo Citran and going straight to bed, though I think the medicine in my Neo Citran supply expired a while ago.

The other nasty event of the day came at lunch - perhaps it's just me, but when I'm eating a sub for lunch (or dinner, for that matter), I expect the olives to be pitted. (Not so much in a Greek salad, but in a sub? Definitely.) Fortunately, the fact that I was feeling under the weather meant that I wasn't eating with gusto and didn't actually try to bite into the pit. I showed it to the guy behind the counter, but he just shrugged and said that he gets his supplies from "the company". (So? You could give me a coupon for a free lunch or something.)

Several people have already been posting about the death of Kurt Vonnegut - I was a little surprised to read about his death this morning. Part of me kind of figured he'd live forever, since he'd gone through so much in his life, and had been in poor health for a while, but kept going nonetheless.

One of my first exposures to Vonnegut's work came when I was in high school. I volunteered to help our school librarian catalogue the contents of the school vault - which was kind of fascinating in itself. One of the things we found was a ~60-year-old rag doll, wearing a replica school football uniform, signed by all the players from that year's team, including Jack Kent Cooke, who later went on to own the Washington Redskins, the Los Angeles Lakers and the Los Angeles Kings. But I digress.

After we finished the work, our librarian gave me a copy of Vonnegut's Welcome To The Monkey House as a thank you. I must have read the book a dozen times - I have no idea what happened to it, alas. I particularly remember the stories "All The King's Men" and "Harrison Bergeron".

That wasn't my first exposure to him, however. As recently as about two weeks ago, I was musing about a story I'd read in grade seven or eight (or possibly even earlier), in which scientists invent a form of ice which is heavier than water, and it leads to the end of the world when it causes the oceans to freeze over from the bottom up. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] elizard100, I now knoe that the story was also a Vonnegut work: "Ice-Nine". I must try to track down a copy.

I'd always kind of wished that we could get him as an author guest at TT/Polaris, though I'd never heard of him ever attending any convention anywhere. Sigh.

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