Easter Full Moon Meditation – FREE !

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This coming Monday April 10th, 2017, there will be a FREE presentation and group Meditation in the Peter Kaye Room at the Vancouver Public Library (350 West Gerogia, Vancouver, BC).

Celebrate the New Moon and Spring.

Look forward to OMing with You ❤

Syncope in my spare time…

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Every once in a while I encounter a life event that really shakes things up for me. This past week it was a visit to the Dermatologist, so without further ado, for Your Wacky Wednesday reading pleasure:

Syncope in my spare time…

I was a little bit nervous walking down Broadway to my Dermatologist appointment on a pea soup fog Tuesday morning in Vancouver. I was on my way to a Dorsal Nose Biopsy procedure, a red bump has been on the end of my nose for two years, the Doctor could not confirm from a visual exam whether it was cancerous or benign blood cell build up.

“It was nothing I could not handle”, I thought, as I stood feeling smaller than I already am, in the high ceilinged, medicated smelling, yet bright clean lobby of The Fairmont Medical Building. I pressed the button that would call one of the four large elevators to take me to the topmost floor. People began to wait in front of the elevators with me. When one of the wide double doors finally dinged loudly and opened people moved out of and into the elevator like blood gushing through a heart, smoothly and efficiently. I pressed the button for my floor first, many other floors were chosen. The ride seemed long, I was beginning to regret having drank coffee that morning. Finally the elevator let me out, I was the last passenger.

Fog over Vancouver from the Fairmont Medical bldg

Fog over Vancouver from the Fairmont Medical bldg

The Receptionist was on the phone when I arrived in the office; she finished quickly and greeted me with a smile… “You have a biopsy this morning, that’s an operation.” Stated the Nurse, “You need to sign this waiver and this is your after care sheet.” Since I was having a Dermal Biopsy: Shaving my Dorsal Nose after application of a local anesthetic; I would have to sign a waiver. I read it over and it seemed legit, nothing out of the ordinary, like many other medical and dental waivers before it; I signed. The receptionist took the waiver back and handed me the “Biopsy Care Instruction” sheet. Then she asked if I wanted to book my Pathology Review appointment, seemed like a good idea to get that out of the way so we made the date for two weeks from the biopsy and as I was trying to get all the details put into the calendar on my phone the receptionist requested I sit down. This was not the first encounter at this dermatologist’s office that was, how shall I say… “lacking bed-side manner”, so brushed it off and sat down.

Staring me right in the face was a big blue bathroom key! Perfect, with 10 minutes before my appointment time there was no chance of me holding anyone up by taking a bathroom break. I took the key, this old building has one washroom per floor, each floor is a mens or ladies washroom, I went down a flight of stairs and made it back up to reception. I picked up a tell-all celeb newspaper (they were the only thing available) not my usual read from the table. I had just started reading about the plight of Bill Cosby when my name was quietly spoken into the waiting room.

I followed the, also tiny, receptionist down the hall and into a small examination room with a normally stunning view that was now coated in a thick pea soup style fog. She asked me to have a seat and get comfortable.

Biopsy tools on rolling tray

Biopsy tools on rolling tray

 

There was a rolling tray in front of me with a needle, swabs, and petroleum jelly dab on it. On the storage desk was another tray that held a scapula, a specimen container, spray alcohol, and a vial of what I assumed to be local anesthetic (I never looked at the label, should have though, should have!). As I waited for the doctor I did some calming meditation and breathing techniques. When it was almost ten minutes past my appointment time I snapped some photos and started texting people to distract myself.

*Knock-Knock* the Dermatologist entered and asked me how I was; I replied that I was well. I asked if he was having a busy day. It seemed a pertinent question, seeing as how it was now 20 minutes past my appointment time. He replied with an unfaltering “No”. With that I decided I would just be quiet instead of trying to make congenial small talk. I leaned back in my chair and relaxed any muscles I could feel tensing from the impersonal interaction.

Biopsy preperation

Biopsy preperation

The doctor busied himself with setting up his work station, arranging things carefully on the wheeled tray in the middle of the room. He put on his gloves with two snaps and turned to me, “Are you comfortable in that chair?” he asked rather matter-of-factly. “Yes…” I replied. And that was that, I would sit in the chair for the biopsy, I thought to myself how reassuring that was, just gonna stay sitting upright in a chair. This should be a piece of cake then, nothing to worry about. The doctor unfolded a large white operating cloth and wrapped it around me from the neck down similar to a hairdressers cape but with much less finesse. I breathed and relaxed, closing my eyes as I heard the Doctor filling the needle with anesthesia.

“Just lean your head back against the wall, please.” And at the Doctors request I did, “Keep your eyes closed.” A huge hand came down on the top of my head, I imagine this is what it feels like to be a baseball in a catcher’s glove. Next thing my nose was in his one hand and he was saying, “On the count of three I will give the injection…1…2…3. The cold needle tip went into my noose and I could feel the temperature in my face drop, similar to when you step out of the house into minus forty wind chill. The Doctor was saying something I didn’t quite catch about another injection. The needle felt bigger, colder, more painful than the first. When I felt the needle enter the end of my nose a second time I became very cold, was it just me or was it starting to get darker outside. Fog sure is rolling in hard today…

I was lost! It was so dark, I could tell there was light outside(?); but it was warm and dark like the depths of a mountain cave, where I was. I tried to move, couldn’t feel my limbs, I could not really feel anything. The only thing in the depths with me was the ultra slow beating of my struggling to pump heart. I almost panicked in this dark place; instead of giving in to my creeping fear I concentrated on the beating of my heart, attempting to affect my breathing to supply the little muscle with more oxygen. My breathing did not change, I ignored that horrific fact and continued to concentrate on my heart beat. Eons swept by in the slow pulsing beats, I was counting the beats in and out….9….10…

Suddenly out of nowhere it seemed I felt a great pressure of force coming down on me, almost a sucking down effect experienced while stepping into a sink hole. I could feel the whole weight of the world drenched in a thick fog slamming down on my shoulders… no wait, it was just one shoulder being weighed down. Whose freaking hand is that!!! This time the wave of panic would be subsided, my body convulsed and my arms and legs flailed as I tried to comprehend where I was and who the hell was holding me down. Dim, grey, foggy, light broke into my eyes and an unfamiliar scene was laid out before me. Dingy small operating room??!! Tray with scalpel, sample vial, and needle!!??? Where Am I??? Why am I alone….Im not alone… Who the hell is that guy???!!?!?! I wanted to scream but could not, my muscles were moving of their own volition, I had no physical control over this situation. Tears began to stream down my face, it was the only thing I could do. I cried because I could, My body overheated immediately and a cold drenching sweat covered me entirely adding to the waterworks.

The Doctor said nothing, his large mitt of a hand was a lead weight on my shoulder while I convulsed and panicked. Time had picked up considerably from the molasses pace it had just been when I could not comprehend my surroundings. It seemed like hours to me before an unemotional voice informed me that I was “going to be fine.” The huge hand moved to my forehead pressing my skull into the wall, something flashed in the other hand and I instinctively closed my eyes. The pain was like ice running into my veins, my limbs began to flop around again as the hand on my head returned to its perch on my shoulder. My eyes remained scrunched closed as tightly as I could; little annoyed noises escaped my lips as I gulped at air to fill my lungs, calming my shocked body. I could feel the Doctor moving around but decided it was wholly unnecessary for me to watch him put part of my flesh into a glass bottle. Sweat poured off of me like the cascades of the Horseshoe falls as the doctor walked through a pocket door inset in the wall behind me.

“I’m going to lance your nose.” Came the Doctors, again, very matter-of-fact statement. I opened my eyes for a second and regretted it immediately. A large white wand with what looked like a soldering iron tip on one end and a power cord on the other was coming down from the sky towards my face. My eyes fluttered, I jolted under the weight of the doctors heavy hand as the cauterizing machine seared what appeared from my viewpoint to be a crater on the end of my nose. Sizzling, popping, and smoke (a cloud of smoke billowed from the tip of my nose) filled the tiny room and made my stomach heave like the waters along the seawall. There is no smell more sickening in the world than the scent of your own flesh cooking, this was not the first time I have had the chance to smell this but I sure hope it was the last. I could feel the Dermatologist passing off the wand. The pocket door vibrated the wall behind me as it was pulled closed on its track once more.

Finally the C clamp clench of the hand on my shoulder released, I was in the Dermatologists office, the procedure was over, now coherent and drenched in my own sweat I sat shivering and gulping shaken severely by the whole experience. The doctor looked at me with a strangely blank expression as he painfully pressed ointment and then a dot of an adhesive strip onto my nose, “Your going to walk over here and lay down on the table.” The hand returned to my side and gripped my arm like it was a walking cane. Struggling up out of the chair I literally dragged myself the 3 steps across the room to the table and almost tripped as my leg would not raise to the level of the step that would help me reach the tables level. The hand squished tightly on my arm and cut off blood circulation as I wobbled and righted myself. “Sit down and swing your legs out to the end of the table, then lean back and lay down… NURSE!” As soon as my legs were up the blood was restored to my released arm as the Dermatologist stepped over to the desk and fiddled with the sample and papers in my file.

The nurse entered and the Doctor barked his instructions at her as if I was no longer there in the room, “She’s had a Vasovagal reaction, I’ll need you to watch her for a couple minutes while she recovers.” The nurse nodded yes and sat quietly, I looked at her and the doctor. I was cycling between sweating profusely and shivering, what the heck had happened? No one said anything to me.

For the next ten minutes the Dermatologist stood in the room with both of us, all in silence(well except for my whimpers), while he finished up his paper work. The Doctor then turned to the nurse without saying a word to me and said, “I think that’s fine now, you can go back to your desk.” She replied a quiet yes and left the room.

“Stay laying down until I come back and tell you, you can go.”  I mumbled my compliance with this request as I marveled at how odd and cold my face felt when I spoke. The pocket door to the hall way on the tiny office was slide closed behind the Doctor, I was all alone. Tears streamed down my face as I wondered what a ‘Vasovagal Reaction’ was, my mind is not so great at memory so I was attempting to burn this strange term into my memory. What is a VasoVagal response? Why would the Doctor not inform me as to what had just happened. I thought back to the waiver I had signed and the section  on allergic responses… well I had been warned I suppose, though not in much detail. My mind raced with possibilities of what could have possibly happened. A knock on the pocket door, signaled the Doctors re-entry “Just leave the sheet on the exam table, You can go now.”

“Thank You.” I quietly and confusedly mumbled. I was Thankful it was over. I rolled myself off the tall exam table and fought my coat over my sweat chilled arms. I trudged out of the exam room, down the hall, and avoiding all looks from the patients in the waiting area I slipped out the office door. In front of the elevator bank for this floor just a couple steps down the hall were two wide benches. I slumped down onto the bench pressing my back against the cool wall, taking deep cool gulping breaths.

That is what it felt like to me to have a syncope vasovagal response.

To see the scientific explanation of  a Vasovagal Response please see the link below:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vasovagal_response

 

Thank You for reading FantasticFrugal, You are both of Fantastic and Frugal for having made it to the end of this article!

Check back often for more FantasticFrugal writing, tips, hints, and tricks.

 

Victoria’s now Open! No menu means bad printer, great prices!

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Victoria’s just opened their doors!

On Saturday I was navigating a rain filled Hornby Street just north of Smithe across the street from the Courthouse, dodging tourist umbrellas and determined locals. The rain had put a chill in the afternoon air and my fingers had long ago lost their warmth on the plastic umbrella handle. The open door and welcome warmth of Victoria’s easily lured me off the dripping streets of Vancouver. An open juice/coffee bar counter anchors the middle of the shop, though everything in the shop will draw your eye! The front of house is a striking copse of forest craft benches and tables, a relaxing place to enjoy your fresh smoothie or artisan espresso. The shelves were being stocked with a wide range of holistic supplies, for the very first time.

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I was greeted by the friendly barista behind the counter who was whipping up a sparkling green smoothie for the owner. As he worked the barista informed me that the sign was not in from the printers yet ( I may have been circling the counter looking for a menu). Since the signage was missing the deal is as follows: $2 for any coffee (ANY style coffee!)
$5 for any Smoothie (ANY!)
The glistening green smoothie the owner had ordered was delicious, I tried a sample of it’s freshness, however I was really in the mood for a latte. While my new barista friend was making my almond milk latte on his beautiful corvette of an espresso machine he regaled me with a tale of his time in Italy training to use the red behemoth in front of him and learning the art of coffee, right down to their own shop bean roast. The latte was as delicious as the story that went with it.

20140325-065336.jpg I lingered for a bit in the warmth of Victoria’s shop and savored my perfectly hot latte. Next on my errand list was the other Victoria’s in that part of town. 😉

 

~Copyright 2014 Jamie Learning. All rights reserved. Content created by Jamie Learning for Fantastic Frugal.

Spring Skate!! It’s FREEEEEEEE!

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Sunday March 9, 3:45-5:30pm, Kerrisdale arena 5670 East Boulevard, Vancouver, BC. Free skating, skate rentals, & refreshments.

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www.Facebook.com/KerrisdaleBusinessAssociation

~Copyright 2014 Jamie Learning. All rights reserved. Content created by Jamie Learning for Fantastic Frugal.

Maven Mondays presents: How to tell if you have a sulfite sensitivity

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Sulfa sulfite sulphate it’s all itchy to me!

Sulfa allergy is a term used to describe adverse drug reactions to sulfonamides, this is the name of a group of drugs that includes those with and without antibiotic characteristics. Antibiotic sulfonamides were the first antibiotics used to treat infections, today they are used much less frequently.

Symptoms may include: Skin reactions(such as hives and photo sensitivity), liver and kidney injury,
Lung reactions(asthma like), and blood reactions.
This is an easy correlation to make as you will most likely react while taking the drug if you are allergic or sensitive to Sulfas.

A Sulfite Sensitivity is what a doctor will likely tell you, is your problem. Sulfites or sulfate agents commonly know as sodium sulfite, sodium bisulfite, sodium metabisulfite, potassium bisulfite and potassium metabisulfite are preservatives used in many foods, drinks, and medications. All of these beauties could possibly cause a reaction for you…

Symptoms may include: an increase in asthmatic symptoms while eating sulfite-containing foods/beverages or inhaling sulfite fumes or vapors. Less is known about hives/swelling and anaphylaxis as a result of sulfites… as far as the medical profession is concerned. I have had more than one doctor inform me that people are not ‘allergic’ to Sulphas or Sulfites, these same doctors told me that they had no idea why I would have blacked out. I can tell you from my first hand experience that the consumption of sulfite-containing foods or beverages leads to severe allergic reactions in some. I am certain that if my thin skin would allow for an allergy test, my blood would show the presence of allergic antibodies to the preservative.
I have had numerous bouts of hives, flushing, vomiting, and straight up blacking out due to the consumption of or even use on my person of the preservative Sulfite.
This is not limited to foods; personal care products and manufactured drugs also often contain this agent.

Treatment:
In short there is none. If you have a mild reaction, drink lots of water to help your body do what it wants to and flush the Sulfites from your system. You can try an allergy pill
if your having a skin reaction, there are many kinda of allergy pill so pick the right one for you.
DO NOT USE AN EPI PEN! This may seem helpful at first but an EPI Pen has the same preservatives that very well may be responsible for the allergic reaction in the first place.
If you think you have severe allergic reaction to Sulfites inform your friends and family about Sulfites their uses and your sensitivity, the people around you are your only allies in a situation where your body is shutting down due to toxicity. If your friend or loved one has ingested Sulphites and ends up blacking out, please please put them in recovery position the closer to the toilet or some large container the better; because their body will try and void the cause of it’s reactions as soon as this person comes to.
Avoiding foods, personal care products, and medications containing sulfites is all you can really do to prevent reaction. The catch is almost every processed food, drink, soap, alcoholic bevy, and a wide range of medication is just chalk full of Sulfites.
The answer is then… Always read the label!

Manufactured drugs that contain Sulfites
Bronchodilator solutions for asthma
Adrenalin chloride 1:1000 concentration
Bronkosol
Isuprel hydrochloride solution
Topical eye drops
Pred-Mild
Pred-Forte
Sulfacetamide
Prednisol
dexamethasone)
Injectable medications
Amikacin
Betamethasone phosphate (Celestone)
Chloropromazine (Thorazine)
Dexamethasone phosphate (Decadron)
Dopamine
Epinephrine (Adrenaline, Ana-Kit, Epi-Pen)
Garamycin
Gentamycin
Isoetharine HCl
Isoproterenol (injectable)
Hydrocortisone (injectable)
Lidocaine with epinephrine (Xylocaine)
Meperidine (Demerol)
Metarminol
Norepinephrine (Levophed)
Procaine (Novocaine)
Prochloroperazine (Compazine)
Promethazine (Phenergan)
Solutions for total parenteral nutrition and dialysis
Tobramycin

~Copyright 2014 Jamie Learning. All rights reserved. Content created by Jamie Learning for Fantastic Frugal.

Align yourself…

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Align your focus with the solution and not the problem

The trick is to stop focusing on the problem… the point is not the problem you are having, the point is the solution you can achieve. Gain awareness and understand your situation but do not tarry long in the realm of ‘problem’ or it will suck you into the never ending spiral that exists at its depths(this is what worrying is). Solutions get results, focus on the Solution.

Thank you to The Global Illumination Council for inspiring this heartfelt post.

~Copyright 2014 Clover Leaf. All rights reserved. Content created by Clover Leaf for Fantastic Frugal.

Knowledge is power!

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Welcome to my new weekly article Maven Monday, Thanks for stopping by, always appreciate Your company.

Lets start with the meaning of the word Maven, not a word commonly used in the English language today, I think its time for a revival. Maven is based on a Hebrew word that loosely means “one who understands, based on an accumulation of knowledge”. We are all Mavens in our own right about something; I happen to know a quite a bit about Sulfates…

My Shampoo makes me Sneeze.

Sulphite laden soap

most all pink soap has Sulphites!

That may seem like a strange statement to some but to those of us who have a Sulphite Sensitivity it can be a reality.

In my case, I would say that the Canadian Governments definition of ‘Sulphite Sensitivity’ is completely and wholly inaccurate. But hey I’m getting ahead of myself; You are likely thinking, “What the heck is a Sulphate, anyway?”

Sulphites are a class of preservatives that humans use in all kinds of products for many different purposes. For instance, Sulphites give your wine shelf life, make your shampoo bubble up, and help keep your sundried tomatoes from going moldy.
Not only are Sulphites used in many things for many purposes but this sneaky guy goes by many many many names. Sometimes I think Sulphites are out there trying to pull the wool over my eyes like some Fraudster using different alias’!

Here is a living list of the Alias’ that Sulphites use in Canada:

  • sulphites
  • sulfates
  • sulfiting or sulphiting agents
  • potassium bisulphite
  • potassium metabisulphite
  • sodium bisulphite
  • sodium dithionite
  • sodium metabisulphite
  • sodium sulphite
  • sulphur dioxide
  • sulphurous acid sulfites

Next Maven Monday… How to tell if you have a Sulphite Sensitivity!

~Copyright 2014 Clover Leaf. All rights reserved. Content created by Clover Leaf for Fantastic Frugal.