Hello from Bramans Corners, Folks. Thank you, Pip, for hosting. The crocuses opened, yesterday. We had a brief warm spell, last week when the bees were out, mobbing the few snowdrops that had opened. Too cold for bees, today, only 45 Deg F/7 C.
We have been under the weather with bronchitis, treated with antibiotics. I'm scheduled, for the fifth time, for a colonoscopy, on Monday. When they called to cancel the fourth appointment, I blew a gasket, and said they should tell the doctor that I regarded his conduct as unacceptable and unprofessional. The scheduler responded that he was on indefinite medical leave, and that they had no idea when he would return to practice. My response, asking why they continued to schedule appointments, without knowing when he would return was met with, "That is what we were told to do." I insisted that I needed to be reassigned to another doctor, and was told that I was this doctor's patient. I responded that I had never met the man, as my initial appointment had been with a nurse practitioner, who I found extremely thorough and professional. The scheduler replied that she would make inquiries and call me back. I was finally scheduled with another doctor. I'll update next week, on this medical Catch-22.
I've been reading more, lately. Darren Bonaparte's life of Kateri Tekahkwi:tha, Steven Stoll's Larding the Green Earth, Joan Clark's Eiriksdotter, and currently, Mark Urban's Fusiliers. I've enjoyed them all.
I went down a rabbit hole, after discovering a rich source of Schenectady Reformed Dutch Church Records on Family Search, in their Books. I've been adding records that were hinted at in Pearson, to profiles that I worked on earlier, and to families that interest me. Church records, church records.
I'll close, now before the system eats my homework, the way it did, last week, Thank you all for the connections.
