Vancouver 👎

By 13:30 Friday, I’d had four seizures. When I pulled into the parking lot of the Vancouver Island-to-Vancouver ferry, I felt strangely uncomfortable. It felt like I was filling up with something nasty, I now think it was anxiety that built to the seizures. I came home to a cold house and quickly lit the fire. Then I lay on the chaise, and thought to myself, I must never leave this island.

It was a beautiful day on both days, so that was a plus. Everything went according to plan with the hospital visit, and then I went off to meet Dwight for lunch. First, I went to the wrong street, parked and then realized what I had done, and set off to the correct street. But I could not find a place to park, so I was very late, and very, very stressed when I reached Dwight.

Trying to walk quickly and uphill to meet him, exhausted me. I was heaving for breath, but the food we had was delicious, and then Dwight walked me to my car many, many blocks away. From then on, I had to deadlines and I began to relax. We went to Ambleside beach where there is a large off-leash area to walk together, and then we went to John and Bunny’s place for dinner and to sleep.

One with the Moirs, I was relaxed. We had a good long talk before and during dinner, and then suddenly it was 22:00 and bedtime. John came with Sheba and I to a waterfront park to walk, and then he walked home and Sheba and I headed off to the ferry on a cool but beautiful day. We arrived on the big island just past noon and went to Walmart for paper and pet supplies before catching the Gabriola ferry that left just before 15:00. We were home at 15:30 and I’m not sure who was happiest, Sheba, me or the cats.

I unloaded the many supplies I’d bought, and then there was a knock at the door. It was my neighbours Deborah and Alwin. They’d come by to tell me that their dog Stormy had died. I wad grief stricken. We were all crying and chatting together for quite a while. Stormy and I loved each other. Whenever Alwin or Deborah walked her, she always stopped at my driveway to watch for me, and I would run outside to make a big fuss over here. I just loved her and so yesterday afternoon was very, very sad.

But it was so, so incredibly good to be home. I had no seizures during December, January and February I don’t think, and then four on Friday. I was right to leave the city, and I never want to live in one again. I want to stay home every day for the rest of my life. But I’m going to Vancouver in the Summer for Dianne’s daughter, Ashlee’s, wedding.

Today began with a thrill. I was exhausted from my days on the road, so I slept in until 6:00 this morning, and when I got up, it was daylight outside. That was a first for this year, rising to daylight. It’s very exciting!

Today will be a day of rest. It’s My Day, it’s stunning outside. The sky is clear, the sunshine is brilliant, it’s cold but the afternoon may be warm, and soon the rains return. So, we’ll have some lovely walks to day, and I’ll read and we’ll have a lovely quiet and warm day at Pinecone Park.