The days seems to slip by, with some things started, and others finished.
The garden continues to show glorious colours, with
Brunsvigia Josephinae, this year 3 bulbs all flowered.
The Miscanthus Sinesis has the beginnings of those feathery heads on tall stems.
The sedum is another colour below the grasses.
I tried to resurrect the post that would not publish, but had an “error 404” every time. So here are some pics from our last ferry trip coming back to Wellington. They will all have some blur, it is in reality salt spray on the windows.
Waiting in the queue at Picton.It was a cool start. Maybe about 5 Celsius. ( Cool for March down here in NZ )
Marlborough Sounds, as the sun started to shine through the clouds.
Cook Straight is ahead, the rocks are the last we see of the Marlborough Sounds.
We were on the lower vehicle deck, it is a “drive through” and 3 cars went out ahead of us. The man is standing in front of the huge door which opens down, with a lot of sirens sounding, and huge hydraulic rams working.
Here is the door partly opened, taken through the windscreen.
I had a full day at Palmerston North Hospital on Wednesday. It poured on the drive in, and was still raining most of the morning. The Myoscan appointment time was nigh!!!
I managed, with some help, to find the “ Nuclear Medicine” department, and after meeting the others in the waiting room, had my weight taken, and the radioactive tracer injection. Then a wait, and the first scan. The machine was like this, but I went through feet first. Not a comfortable table, a bit like concrete!!! But every staff person was so caring, and made the whole day go much better than I had anticipated.( until the stress test!!!)
Then after that scan, a wait of almost 2 hours, then off to the second floor for the stress test.This was not much fun, in fact it was hard work.Not a treadmill or an exercycle, but a drug, ( Dobutamine) to make my heart think it is exercising to the utmost. I had to march on the spot for FOUR minutes!!!
“ Pace yourself, try not to walk too fast but lift your knees higher, remember that 4 minutes will seem to be a long time” was what the specialist told me at the start. He was absolutely correct. He started to give me the countdown, after 2 minutes, and encouragement as well, asking if I was short of breath.YES, did I have pain, yes, could I please lift my knees higher yes , as it became harder to breath or talk.
An ECG was done at the same time, and I think the antidote was also given by the infusion pump at the end, that took another 4 minutes until I felt slightly better. This was a scary procedure, and after having a treadmill test last year, know which I would prefer.
Then another walk, very slowly, downstairs,another lovely orderly was with me, his reassuring words helped so much. A short wait, another scan, this time about 10 minutes, then get dressed and off home.Phew, I was so glad to have a coffee after none for over 24 hours. My GP should get the results on Friday.
All staff were so caring, as we waited, in those in-glamorous white dressing gowns, over the standard green gown that did not fasten anywhere,as staff walked to and fro, two of us were told “ Ladies, you are so elegant”, another commented, “ Waiting for the Day Spa!!” another “ Good Luck”, how we all needed a load of that.
Quotation of the day from Denis Waitley
“ A smile is the light in your window that tells
others there is a caring, sharing person inside”
Greetings from Jean