Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto
Two Colours
Nanda was kind to drive me to Mount Sinai for the knee replacement. The reason for this surgery is quite obvious. To get around we need our knees. But as we were driving to the location in the fine early morning, the sun captured our attention. Apparently, this almost scarlet-red disc, looming above, carries its colour due to the multiple forest fires. Yes, the northwest of Ontario is not exactly catching up to the West Coast of smoking heat. Both are surely manifesting a changing environment.
One other thing about colour that Nanda brought up was a question; whether I’m getting the thumbs up, as shades of orange these days represent the support against our abused indigenous children. Burial graves of the innocent have been discovered in what is perceived as a fairly pure land. Lo and behold, there is a dark history — a super sad one.
I admitted to Nanda, as we were getting closer to the medical giant, that “No,” I haven’t met anyone who has related the monk colour to empathizers of beautiful native children. Not yet anyway, but for sure I’m one of those supporters. On my walks I had pleasure in mingling with First Nations people whenever I could.
So, for the knee job Dr. Bechstein had his team with what seemed like a sledgehammer/electric saw routine. After 11 hours in the hospital, I was discharged and now have some homework to do — rest and exercise. It’s my left knee getting the attention. Thanks to Dr. Pandith, Dr. Juta, Parahamsa, and a fabulous team who care.
May the Source be with you!
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