On jubilation and judgements

 I've been meaning to the "On I. and I." entry since I returned from Ottawa, but today's news takes precedence and it works well with J. I will write the I entry and reschedule it at a latter time.

I had my appointment with my ortho today which had its annoyances including a long wait for an X-ray that wasn't really needed. That was the bad news. The good news is that my tibia has healed to the doctor's satisfaction. This means that my shackle (medically described as a Taylor spatial frame) can be removed! It will be done on the 25th, which will mean I will have had the thing in for nearly 11 months! It was hard for me to compose my thoughts and to make sure to ask the right questions based on the answer, along with a few that I had written down beforehand.

In the conversation, I made a comment which resulted in confirming a suspicion I'd had about my doctor for some time based based on his last name and what his accent sounded like to me. Namely, that he was a Jewish Montrealer from Côte Saint-Luc. Admittedly, he now lives in Hampstead (which is next door) but he has fond memories of the Library.

I sometimes worry about voicing such judgements. I don't really care about his religion or ethnicity. I care that he is a good doctor. I was curious about his background just because so many of the things about him suggested X, but I didn't really care one or another. Actually, that isn't quite true. If he had been a member of the Library, I would have offered to move him up any waiting lists he was on, but otherwise...no.

Likewise, this morning, because of the snowy weather, I summoned a taxi using an iPhone app to get to the hospital. The app showed me that the driver's last name was Dieulefort Dieulesait. I kid you not. I had a suspicion that he would be a francophone of colour, which he was. It turned out that he had driven me to work at least once or twice as that is where he thought I would ask him to drive me. However, he was quite prepared to informed that his judgement was wrong, and took me to the General despite the slippery and snowy conditions.