Just in time for the holidays, it’s my first “music video” in years…. with some very special actors and actresses. Namely, my Mom, Aunt, Gramma, Grampa, Great Gramma and Grampa and assorted friends and relatives. It was shot in London Ontario on our family Super 8 video in the early to mid 1950s: I understand the Sawyers were among the first in their neighborhood to have a camera. I think you’ll agree these shots are a veritable time capsule that tell of a different time, but one of love and peace and family. Enduring things. Spending time with this footage really made me feel warm and happy, like I’d stepped back into time and really spent time WITH my loved ones. Just so delighted to have found the footage. There are, to me, many highlights: The shots radiate with love and laughter, and watch for my Aunt Crissi saying “PASS THE BUTTER PASS THE BUTTER!”… I think it is well synced with the lyrics I’m singing at that point, “I know what I want/ I’ll get what I want!”
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Lung transplant in the news again. Yours truly lent a hand in the broadcast and Global did another great piece reminding us that only 17% of Ontarians have signed their consent. Today’s headline, “Ventilation Changes Could Double Number of Lungs Available for Transplant: Study” … CLICK THIS LINK TO WATCH THE STORY (Link active for 90 days) It’s a moving story, a hopeful and scary one. LEARN HOW TO BECOME AN ORGAN DONOR BY CLICKING HERE — It’s the Ultimate holiday gesture of giving.
Alex plays her last show of 2010 AT THE RESERVOIR LOUNGE, Thursday DECEMBER 9th, 7-9 pm, $5. 52 Wellington Street East. (Please no CFers for bacterial reasons)
COPIES OF ALEX’S ALBUM “CHRISTMAS GIFT” WILL BE FOR SALE!!! A GREAT HOLIDAY GIFT TO GIVE! Also on iTunes and cdbaby.com
So, the week of my Two-Year Assessment rolled around. I did CT and Xray, lung function, bloods and the like. All looking good. My exercise test was even better than last time (best yet!!!)
Biopsy day rolled around and I found myself on the table prepping and casually discussing the Doctor’s colourful cowboy boots when the Versed and Fentonol hit my system: my eyes crossed like in a cartoon and I was well and truly lit… Huh. For a jazz singer you’d think I’d be stoned all the time. But no. No. Only when they mainline drugs into my veins to knock me out so they can shove a camera and a biopsy aid down my throat and into my lungs!
At the end of the biopsy (honestly I slept through most of it) I was in the recovery room when they confessed that I might have been given a slight pneumothorax during the proceedings. For those of you who don’t know what that means, it means they put a HOLE in my lungs when they were taking the biopsies! AHHHHHHH! “Don’t play the trumpet until this heals or it could collapse the lung!” OKay, don’t have to tell ME twice. Anyhow, all that trouble and worry only to find out a few days later that they thought –on second appraisal of the xray– that they had been wrong/overly cautious. No hole. No problem. Whew! Just what every singer wants to hear!
Oh well, the pony was lame anyhow, so we both took a few days off. Hopefully both my pony and Tom’s horse at last are sound. Sufficed to say it was a month with many vet bills…!!!
Attended the ONE OF A KIND show here in Toronto and purchased THE BEST T-SHIRT EVER from one of the transplant nurses who is also the designer for Sylwanka Clothing…. here is a detail of the awesome back of the t-shirts she designs! Check her out on Facebook!