Well, just completed another 365 day orbit around the sun.
So far I’ve been on this planet 18,358 days
Or 50 years, 3 months, 4 days.
Or 603 months, 4 days.
Or 1,586,131,200 seconds
Or 26,435,520 minutes
Or 440,592 hours
Or 18,358 days
Or 2622 weeks and 4 days
It has been an interesting existence. Definitely hasn’t been short on the surprises.
From start to finish we move in one direction, and that’s from birth to grave.
On that journey we encounter different branches along the tangent.
Where those branches go is anyone’s guess.
I don’t know what the next year will have to offer me.
I’ll find out what the recommendations are from the committee reviewing the further amendments to the Criminal Code of Canada to legalize medical assistance in dying for psychiatric issues. Their recommendations are supposed to be ready for Parliament in March 2022. If the government survives and approves the recommendations then they should be passed into law by March 2023. To be honest, it will probably take a year or two to navigate the system to get my prescription.
In the coming year I don’t really expect much in the way of interest from the media. And that’s fine. Just have to face the fact that the DND and the CF have much larger PR budgets than I do and that the DND and the CF can tell the media what the truth will be.
I do expect much more calmness in the coming year. 40 years of untreated major depression and severe anxiety have taken their toll. But the escitalopram has somewhat tamed the depression and the anxiety. And the fact that I now have a road map for my future means that I no longer have to worry about any uncertainty. And it was this uncertainty I think that was driving so much of my anxiety.
I honestly don’t mind anyone knowing that I’m on medications. It is what it is. Absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. It’s like the fact that after a lifetime of “eagle eyes” I now find myself requiring strong glasses to read anything small than 30 point text.
It doesn’t look as if COVID is going to let up any time soon. But after having been alone for my entire life, being isolated has been easy to deal with. They often say that “base brats” have a certain resiliency to adverse conditions due to the conditions and environment that we grew up in. And it’s not like I’ve been locked in my room. I still go for bike rides and go for long walks. But by myself.
My civil action against the former commissionaire is proceeding. There will be a preliminary hearing for discovery coming up in March. This is a good sign.
My civil action against the Canadian Forces is proceeding slow and steady. We’ll see if I’ll hang around for the end of this.
My doctor is still urging me to go see a head shrinker. But as I’ve told him, due to the environment I grew up in, and my previous experiences with military and civilian head shrinkers I honestly don’t think that anything productive will come of any counselling.
It’s been an interesting couple of years being the Chief Engineer at work.
I have absolutely no plans of going to the new hospital.
I’ve had in depth consultations with the designers, the architects, and the Professional Engineers designing the power plant of the new hospital, so in a way my contributions will be around long after I’m gone.
The dedicated fibre optic network for the HVAC and Building Automation was put in at my insistence. This network will be completely separate from the hospital IT network and as such it will be easier for the hospital to allow contractors on to the network from the outside as the network won’t have patient records, personal information, or medical diagnostic equipment on it.
I pushed for a dedicated freight elevator from the plant workshops and offices on the P2 level, up to the energy centre on the 4 & 5 floors, and then up to the roof. I pushed for this so that moving chemicals and large motors and pumps and anything else wouldn’t hinder the patient and staff elevators.
The new hospital will be ready in about 6 or 7 years.
The current hospital is probably about 7 to 10 years away from shutting down.
7 to 10 years is far too long for me.
But at least I know that I’ll have secure employment right up to the end.