From what we hear, the Great Strides walk was a success! Seems funny that we are giving updates about Victoria when we are living in Toronto, but that’s where the action is right now. The Joey’s Angels team was able to raise just over $1000 for the Canadian Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. Money raised by the CCFF goes towards finding a cure for CF and funding clinics; both of which are vital for people living with Cystic Fibrosis. Go team!
In other news, Kirstin’s sister is in Toronto until Saturday. Highlight from day 1: gluten-free pizza. As you can see, we’re easily amused. Good thing!
Joey and Kirstin
Joey’s Angels team captain Jill Maysmith gears up for Great Strides walk/run
The Joey’s Angels team will be doing the Great Strides walk for Cystic Fibrosis this Sunday. It’s NOT TOO LATE to join or sponsor the team if you were thinking about doing so! Just follow the link below:
Great Strides Team: Joey’s Angels
We’re lucky enough to have a couple of visitors this week. Michael and Chrissy are coming out for a couple of nights (for work related matters, but hey, they’re here). Should be fun.
Peace out people!
J & K
Some minor health developments (or regressions for you “glass is half empty” people). Joey is now on oxygen at night. We’re giving it a try for a while to see if it will help him feel less tired during the day. Still too early to conclusively determine whether it’s making a difference or not; will let you know when it’s obvious either way. All I know is that in the meantime we have a machine that Joey thinks sounds like a “person breathing” and I think sounds like a “person breathing with a motor jammed down their throat”. (Obviously, I am a “glass half empty” person). Perhaps Joey is a tad more “glass half full” because the oxygen needs to remain at least 10 feet away from the stove or other fiery substances such as cigarettes, candles, etc. This gives him an out for kitchen duties involving food preparations. (Not that you can really count peeling a lid off of a yogurt container cooking, but it’s all about perceptions, I suppose).
In more depressing news, once a week (for the last 3 weeks) he’s been getting pleuritic chest pain which has been lasting anywhere from 1 day to 3 days (the most intense pain lasts for about 12 hours or so). For those of you who don’t know (and I’m sure many of you don’t), pleurisy is an inflammation of the lining of the pleural cavity which surrounds the lungs. So when Joey breathes in and his lungs expand, the inflamed lining rubs against his rib cage. This causes sharp pain when he breathes. This is something that he’s experienced before, but has been lucky enough to avoid for quite a few years until recently. He’s rolling with the punches, but when this pain flairs up he can’t really do anything because the deeper he breathes, the more it hurts and he breathes deep for anything he does now days (getting dressed, going to the kitchen to get yogurt…or so he says). This type of pain is just one of those things that happens to people with CF sometimes and apparently there’s not too much that can be done about it. Crummy, but as we all know, Joey’s the toughest man in the world. It’ll take a lot more than a little pleuritic pain to bring down a Whitford. Grrr.
Switch tone to happy: Brendan came out for a visit last weekend and we had a great time. Went up the CN Tower (in the elevator that takes 58 seconds to get to the top and that travels at 22 km, or 15 mph. Since it was a clear day we were also able to see all the way to Rochester New York). I think that we actually know the spiel better than some of the summer staff they have working there now. Part of the glass floor was not in use as it was being routinely replaced. Joey made a game of waiting for people who were obviously really nervous to stand on remaining half and then telling them that they were replacing the other half because it fell out when somebody jumped on it. He followed this comment with a wink and a laugh, but as you can imagine, his joke did not go over well with this crowd. It was hilarious for the rest of us though.
Also went to the Hockey Hall of Fame and it was not nearly as boring as you might imagine. Did you know that Tim Horton’s real name was Miles? Or that Edmonton didn’t win the Stanley cup last year? Me either. We figure that Brendan almost won the award for “best visitor yet”. Unfortunately, he got some demerits for a late night phone call on his last night here, so that prize is still up for grabs. Better luck next time Brenelle!
Wow. That was a long update. I guess that’s what happens when things actually happen. What a novel concept.
Joey and Kirstin
Well, it seems like summer is here in Toronto. Or at least, the calm before the smog. Right now the weather is delightful and Joey is able to walk around outside! (No icy wind to prevent him from breathing while outdoors). Also not yet hot enough to induce heat stroke, so that’s a bonus. Picked up some sunblock today with SPF 70 protection. That’s right, 70. Was looking for our normal 45 to protect our pasty-white skin and what I was met with was a choice between 50 or 70. Erring on the side of caution, I went with the latter. Not sure if there is some large, gaping vortex of missing ozone layer directly above our heads, but since this is a city of 2.5 million people it could be possible, so we went with the “broad spectrum” sunblock. That’s the understatement of the year.
So this is what these postings have come to, discussions of household toiletries. Wish it were more interesting, but nothing much is happening health-wise, so this is it. Welcome to our lives. Oh well, at least you know when you smell the non-greasy coconut SPF 70 sunblock, summer has arrived.
K & J