Long Island, Green Bay, NL: Health Care in Newfoundland and LabradorAnd this w...

Long Island, Green Bay, NL: Health Care in Newfoundland and LabradorAnd this w...: Health Care in Newfoundland and Labrador And this was almost two months before the Liberal Government's recent slash and cut budget....

Long Island Adult Dart League Closing Awards Dinner

Long Island Adult Dart League

Closing Awards Dinner

The Long Island dart League held their annual end of the season awards dinner on Saturday night. Recreation did its own catering, a delicious hot roast beef dinner. Many thanks to Louise, Mildred, their people who helped prepare and serve the dinner and to all the dart players who made for an enjoyable dinner and a fun and relaxing year of darts at the Recreation Center. The dart league would like to announce that they contributed the sum of $180.00 to the Janeway this season. The funds were raised by players putting a dime in a can for every time they scored 10 or less.

Team 1 Roxanne, Leslie, Courtney and Linda

Team 2 Maxine, Dawson, Maisie and Dianne

13.2 Carolyn and Dulcie

13.3

Harold's substitute and Woody 180

First Place Dianne, Dawson, Maisie and Maxine

Champs in the playoffs Maxine, Dawson, Dianne and Maisie

Dart plaques

Happy 40th Les and Mildred

Sharp shooter, Audrey Most bulls eyes 13

Team3 first attempt

Team 3 Audrey, Rick, Donetta. Missing Mary Lee

Team 4 Randy, Marilyn, Keith and Dulcie. Missing Frances

Team 5 Hedley, Louise, Clyde. missing Marion

Team 6 Betty and Aubrey Missing Genevieve and Brian

Team 7 Goldie, Rick, Maud and Woody

Team 8 Maxine, Janice and Carolyn Missing Harold

Louise, Town Clerk Jacqueline and Mildred Recreation Committee.

Health Care in Newfoundland and Labrador And this was almost two months before the Liberal Government's recent slash and cut budget.

Health Care in Newfoundland and Labrador

And this was almost two months before the Liberal Government's recent slash and cut budget.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

There was a time, not so very long ago, when, if you had to go to hospital for any procedure, whether it be for day surgery or for an overnight stay, the staff would not hear of you leaving your bed any other way than in a wheelchair propelled by a nurse or LPN and wheeled to the front door and helped aboard the vehicle that was pulled up to the front door to pick you up. This was my past experience and expectation as I arrived in to Central Health Hospital for day surgery on both feet on February 25th, 2016. As I waited in Room 2055, the nurse came and led me in to where I was registered and had signed all the paperwork necessary assuring them that I was doing everything today at my own risk. As the next hour progressed the Doctor did his work and stitched up my feet. The nurse wrapped some hefty bandages around them and told me to stay off my feet and see the continuing care nurse in Robert's Arm the next day. 

As the nurse and assistant tidied up getting ready for the next patient I hove myself off the gurney and prepared to get myself ready to leave. They both glanced in my direction and one said to the other, " Do you think she's going to need a wheelchair?" "Oh yes, definitely," he said, " she will have to have a wheelchair. She won't be able to make it on her own." They then proceeded to converse on the advisability of this patient, I think they refer to us as clients these days, needing a wheelchair to get to my vehicle. Speaking to one another the LPN said, " he's going to need a toonie to get the wheelchair." The nurse said, "no, I think it's a loonie." By this time I'm thinking I have ended up in a loonie bin. I said , "WHAT?"

"Your husband", the LPN said, "he has to bring a wheel chair from the lobby BUT they're chained up together and he will need a loonie to get the chair free of its chains."

Dear Heavens, where have I ended up? I got myself off the gurney, put on my size 10 sandals, I am a size 7, wrapped up my heavily bandaged feet, called my better half on the cell phone and told him he needed a loonie, and the reason why. 

He said, I got no loonies (he used a little stronger language than that), and I said to him that the medical people said I must not walk and I had to have a wheel chair. I walked out of the OR and up the corridor on the day surgery second floor. In my misery, I missed the turn towards room 2055 and I walked the length and breadth of the second floor corridor before realizing I had taken a wrong turn. I began to retrace my steps. I met a young 'professional' sporting a stethoscope around her neck. Ha! Ha! I thought, a person who may know something. I timidily asked her if she knew where room 2055 was. She gave me a blank stare, as if in a trance, and walked on.  Next I asked a maintenance lady if she knew where my room was. She pointed at the nurse's desk at the end of the long corridor and told me to go there, take a right turn and proceed on to room 2055. I, with my faltering steps, followed her directions and finally, after what seemed like an hours' walk, I made it to room 2055. 

I collapsed in the a chair in the waiting room and phoned my other half. He said he was still looking for a loonie. I thought, my son, you don't need to look very far. Just come on up to the second floor of this establishment.

He said, he'd had  the idea that knowing he needed a bottle of spirits for the weekend get together, that he would go to the NLLC. He would make sure he got a loonie back with his change. When he got to the NLLC door he found it was only 9:45 AM and they didn't open until 10 AM. Then he decided to go to Central Pharmacy. He'd buy a bottle of water for me, she's always lugging around water bottles, he thought. That's where he was when I reached him on his cell; in the porch of Central Pharmacy.

"Honey, I said, Honey, forget the damn loonie, come on down, after my trek along the entire day surgery unit of the secong floor I think I can make it on my own to the front door.

The Unit

Brought in to the house today, complete. Several months ago I told Maurice I would like to have a 'sideboard' for the dining room. He said, "What's a sideboard?"With some discussion and some Google research this is the result. Thanks Maurice for your hard work, all your hours of  persistence and thanks to Tom for the wood. I love it!

The Long Island Transportation Committee saw how Government could save taxpayer's dollars by putting the Long Island Causeway in place and doing away with the lose, lose situation of providing a ferry service.

Government is putting plans in place to save $10M over the next four years by cutting 10 seats in the House of Assembly

The PCs sucked the life out of my community. It will take many years to get back what the conservatives took away from us. They so devastated us that we may never recoup. Obviously, our community is not the only one judging by the clean sweep of the liberal party this day.

Causeway Construction Needed

This article appeared in The Norwester on February 4, 2016. Government is looking for a way to save on expenditures. The Causeway is a no-brainer. Given that the majority of residents of Long Island would probably not entertain relocation, and given that Government,( with no money budgeted for relocation for any town) would entertain relocating Long Island anyway, placing the 1/2 kilometer Causeway across Long Tickle will not cost any more than it does to run the ferry service. Probably less. So the question remains,
           "Why Would Government Delay 
            Starting This Project Immediately?"

The Great Turkey-Buck

Bamboozl

About a month ago, maybe a little longer our local grocery store announced that they were running their turkey-buck promotion, just in time for Easter, again this year. Never one to pass up a good bargain, I decided to play along. They even gave me an impressive 'Turkey-Buck' envelope to keep my turkey bucks in. About four weeks ago I went into the turkey-buck supermarket and picked up a few things on my way back from a medical appointment. It came to $39.23. The cashier didn't give me a turkey buck, even though I gave her my air miles card. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, you may only collect turkey-bucks if you have air miles.  No, (you simpleton, my words) you have to buy $40 worth of groceries to get a turkey -buck. I left in the abject dejection of acceptance of the RULES. 

Three weeks ago I went back to same store. By golly, I was elated when my total came to 
$40. 58. She did not give me a turkey buck. I said, do I get a turkey buck. She said, "No (silly, this simpleton's word) "you bought milk." Well I stammered, 'my family prefers that I give them milk rather than pepsi or coke for their meals." If I had had $4.00 worth of pop instead of milk the store would have rewarded me with a turkey buck.

 In the two years before, come Christmas and Easter time, said store would put their turkeys on special for, sometimes $1.49, sometimes $1.99 per pound. AND they post that price per pound.  Last year, along with my turkey bucks that I had collected I got an aprox. $20 dollar 10-lb turkey for $4.00. This year this store had their turkeys priced at $7.69 a kilogram. I asked the cashier, what is the price per pound for your turkeys. She looked at me in complete bewilderment and said that they only deal in kilograms not pounds. She posed the turkey per pound question to another worker in the store. Again a complete blank stare and an aura of bewilderment. They know nothing about pounds was the reply.

She offered to call the manager but I said "naw, don't bother." I'll take my $35.50, 4.617 kg turkey anyway. I gave her my 16 turkey bucks, some of which were donated by friends and relatives ( with the excited anticipation of a morsel of deep fried turkey in Da Shed) and left. By the way, they charged $3.50 per pound of turkey on Friday.

So come Easter weekend, our $35.50 turkey, which I could have gotten for half that price, turkey bucks and all,  at the supermarket up the road, will be dipped down in the turkey fryer, and NO DOUBT, will be the subjest of dinner conversation next weekend.

As a lesson to be learned, I think I'll stop in to Coleman's only, and not both stores as Long Islanders are wont to do, always looking for the grocery 'bargains'on my way back from my next medical appointment or bank business trip at least until the sour taste of turkey buckes can be cleansed from my palate.




4.617 kg= 10 lbs 2.8599 oz our Easter turkey.

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