House update and me update: Tuesday
Aug. 10th, 2005 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
electriclandMy aunt writes:
I had an attack of mildly justified health paranoia ("OMG what if this isn't just a Charley horse? What if it's a blood clot?") late Monday evening, called Telehealth, and as a result spent the rest of Monday night from 12:30 on slowly freezing to death with the rest of the damned souls in the waiting room of Toronto East General's emergency department. Which, I recalled too late, has a terrible reputation. Next time, if there is a next time, I'm going to St. Mike's. When a doctor finally did see me (at 10 a.m.) it took him all of 5 minutes to poke and prod, ask me a couple of questions, deploy a tape measure and send me for a Doppler ultrasound, which said what I was starting to suspect, i.e., I'm just fine. They sprang me loose at noon. I went home to sleep. Oy.
Today had gumbo for lunch, with rice, okra, ham and shripm.Good to know!
The 2nd floor pass-through is complete, and the repositioning of the doors and wall studs on the second floor also. Same for 1st floor, except for those affected by vents.
Bad news. The duct guy has been on holiday and is behind; so gave John the name of another duct guy.
Good news: The water guy came, thinks he can have it done by the end of next week, and the quote, $1400, is $300 lower that the first estimate.
3rd floor: removed collar ties, put up and doubled rafter ties.
R, in answer to your question, the X-drive drill, given to John by Jen and Mike, has: a light to see what you're drilling, a laser level, a stud finder, a gear shift, a 25-position clutch (no wonder it broke), lights to indicate whether you're drilling in or out, and it comes in 4 colours. John is picking up the free replacement at Lee Valley Tools.
Have attached updated to-do list, for comment.
Cheers, H
I had an attack of mildly justified health paranoia ("OMG what if this isn't just a Charley horse? What if it's a blood clot?") late Monday evening, called Telehealth, and as a result spent the rest of Monday night from 12:30 on slowly freezing to death with the rest of the damned souls in the waiting room of Toronto East General's emergency department. Which, I recalled too late, has a terrible reputation. Next time, if there is a next time, I'm going to St. Mike's. When a doctor finally did see me (at 10 a.m.) it took him all of 5 minutes to poke and prod, ask me a couple of questions, deploy a tape measure and send me for a Doppler ultrasound, which said what I was starting to suspect, i.e., I'm just fine. They sprang me loose at noon. I went home to sleep. Oy.
