You Can't Get Blood From A Stone...Or A Disabled Person

I know this sounds incredible...

....but it is absolutely true.

I know of two disabled individuals, both of whom were more than happy to contribute their blood.

And were told they couldn't.

The reason why?

They couldn't transfer from their chairs to a bed.

Come on now!

Really?

A lot of disabled people are shy about contributing to anything, or feel that they won't make a difference by doing so.

Giving blood is the perfect opportunity to make a difference!

And I know there are solutions to this, other than a transfer!

I know because I get my blood taken about once a month.

In my room.

In my chair.

So there must be a way to gather blood in a similar fashion.

Come on, Canadian Blood Services!

It's in you to give Alberta's disabled community this opportunity!

Your Partner In Life

Gimme A Brake!

It may just be me.

But I have a strong feeling that it's not.

Growing up as a proud Albertan in the late '70s and early '80s, I  remember that the two wheelchairs I recieved during that time, one of which was a classic Everest & Jennings model, had this amazing quality to them.

They were durable.

And the parts were of good quality. The brakes braked.

And they had a shelf life of at least eight to ten years, give or take.

I remember I had a Stainless brand chair similar to this one..

...that lasted ten years.

The reason I bring all this up is that for the last couple of months I have been dealing with a loose brake on the Quickie chair I have now. It has been fixed once,through an authorized government vendor, but with the least amount of pressure has a tendency to bend forward, severely impeding my ability to brake the chair while riding in it, or even the act of getting into the chair. A runaway wheelchair is the bane of every disabled person, as serious injuries can result from a chair rolling away from someone as they are getting into it.

So I wonder...

Are wheelchairs now just cheaply made?
Are there better wheelchair parts availiable that just aren't bought because the government finds them prohibitively expensive?

Food for thought...

Your Partner In Life

Good For You, Sir!

Absolute proof positive that it is never too late to follow your dream. Who knew this 74-year-old bartender had it in him? A true discovery! Way to go Frank The Bartender! Kudos to Facebook group Frank Sinatra Forever for posting this. Have a great night everyone!

Your Partner In Life

Oilers Reunion: A Clarification

It seems that my last post regarding the Edmonton Oilers has been met with the sound of crickets.

And I think I know why.

Let's start with the Facebook status that accompanied the post, which was as follows: "Not as good a sportswriter as Derek Van Diest, but I try". I really should have added one of these :) , because the status was meant as a compliment to Derek, not a comment on my talents as a sportswriter, which are absolutely nil. A little fun at my expense is all that was. I am really a movie guy, not a sports guy. I see that Any Given Sunday is coming up on TV soon. Maybe I'll tackle that on one of my movie blogs.

My second Facebook-related sin: I tagged poor Derek in my post. Which means that any current Oiler player or coaching staff that he has on his Facebook has access to it. To be frank, it is most definitely not up to me to wonder how well Oilers coach Dallas Eakins knows his players, or how much he cares. That's his ball of wax, not mine. I sincerely apologize to you, Coach Eakins, and your players and staff, for appearing to cast aspersions on your talents. You all inherited a very complex situation when you took over, and I am sure you are doing your best. I look forward to seeing what you can do with the team.  I was projecting what I knew from 30 years ago onto you, and that was unfair and not professional at all. Unfortunately, my civic pride got in the way of my common sense. Again, my apologies.

Lastly, some full disclosure: I knew Derek Van Diest in high school, as a guy who, along with Dick Van Dyke, was technologically way ahead of his time. Seriously though, Derek was a very nice guy who always had a hello and a kind word for anyone he ran into. I am sure that tradition continues in the arenas and stadiums he covers as the Edmonton Sun's man on the hockey beat. As someone who tried the ink-stained wretch thing on the Grant MacEwan paper in college, I have a basic idea of how hard it can be, and you have excelled, my friend. May you have many more years of success. I am very proud of you.


Mike

Oilers Reunion

This press conference at Rexall Place today for the 30th anniversary of the 1984 Stanley Cup win of the Edmonton Oilers shows the kind of team togetherness and  sage coaching (just relax and go do it...after mastering the fundamentals, of course) that is needed in order to bring the current team up to speed in a couple of years. I say two because I don't think five more years is an option. The new toy downtown needs to start paying for itself quicker than that, I would think.


Also, does new coach Dallas Eakins have the time to get to know his players as people, particularly the younger ones? Does he particularly care about that aspect of things? I seem to recall, in an interview on the seminal Boys On The Bus video, that Glen Sather said he went out of his way to introduce his young team to fine dining and culture, believing that it would make them well-rounded individuals and thus a more unified team.

Mr Wayne Gretzky: I was and remain in awe of all that you accomplished while in Edmonton and elsewhere (come to think of it, that goes for all of you). Let me assure you all that myself and a significant portion of the City of Edmonton are as happy that you're here as you are to be here. Thank you all, and have fun!


Your Partner In Life

Keep On Truckin' Dad!

This was the 1976 Ford Explorer pickup that my dad bought (the same model, not that exact truck) when I was 5. I remember the day vividly (cloudy and spring) because I believe he bought it at Healy Ford downtown and drove it directly to my aunt and uncle's place in Sherwood Park to come get me. Where did we go? A & W  for some root beer at one of those classic drive thrus. Everything was shiny and smelled brand new. How did we not spill any root beer? A minor miracle, if you ask me. The ol' Explorer was with us for about 10 years, and as my dad will tell you, I grew rather attached to it. It saw us through a lot, and although I never considered myself a car nut by any stretch, it was a real sad day when Dad reluctantly had to sell it for parts. But life goes on, and I'm happy to continue on a happier note by remembering another cool vehicle he briefly owned...



I remember vividly in 1976 or 1977 taking a trip from St. Paul to Edmonton in the Javelin, with mom and dad. After two hours and change of highway, nothing beat the feeling and view of entering the city of Edmonton (in my memory, anyway) for the first time. All to the strains of my favorite K-Tel 8-track:



Good times baby!



 Couldn't resist...had this one too!
Love you Dad!




Your Partner In Life

Happy Birthday Mom!

All the best Mom! I love you!

Mike