“Sorry I missed deadline, but…”


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Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 20/10/2020 (958 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.

It has been a while since my last column. I missed a few deadlines and I apologize. I’m guilty, but I have an explanation.

On Jan. 14 to 15, I suffered a heart attack and, they tell me, a stroke as well. As if one wasn’t bad enough by itself…

I have no memories of any kind of the days leading up to these episodes nor the weeks following. I spent until April 15 in hospitals — first St. Boniface, followed by Riverview Health Centre.

My mobility, vision and speech are all restricted with no deadline in sight (pun intended) for recovery of any or all faculties. I count any and all progressions as successes, regardless of magnitude, and celebrate them as successes.

My son is my main support, but I also have an online network of friends far and wide (even in Australia). Facebook is a wonderful tool for sharing my successes and failures.

The pandemic hit during my stay at Riverview and I came out of hospital to a much different, much scarier world than the one I left in January. I celebrated my 62nd birthday in a coma or a near-comatose state in St. Boniface Hospital.

Now that I’m out of hospital, I vow to never “eat” another pureed “meal” in any way, shape or form. Furthermore, I vow to kick anyone who insists on trying to insert a feeding tube up my nose and down my gullet.

The NHL playoffs were a very entertaining distraction from my physiotherapy and the resulting pain and suffering. In fact, all the major sports have undergone some kind of reboot and it is good to see how well they handled themselves during this trying time in our history.

As for the progress of the novel coronavirus, the most serious ramification has been the shift in demographics of those being infected, away from we older and infirm types and toward the 20-something crowd. This is directly related the government’s relaxation of rules, policies, and procedures surrounding expected behaviours during the pandemic.

Oh well, the sting of winter will soon be upon us and that should result in  fewer large gatherings. Then again, smaller groups could gather inside and that wouldn’t be a good thing, either.

We’ll have to see what happens next. In the meantime, I will keep…

Rambling on.

Weldon Rinn lives, writes, and enjoys living in St. Vital. He can be reached at

Weldon Rinn

Weldon Rinn
St. Vital community correspondent

Weldon Rinn lives, writes, and enjoys living in St. Vital. He can be reached at

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