Meditation is one of those sort of weird things that seems to be a recurring theme in my life. (It might be better if it were just a theme rather than a recurring one, because that clearly means I get out of the habit of it.) The thing is, meditation and ADHD really aren’t the best of friends. Ditto relaxation exercises (“What Meditation Isn’t”: a relaxation exercise. By the way.). Once in adapted physical activity (3+ years prior to my own ADHD diagnosis) the group presenting on ADHD added progressive muscle relaxation (the sometimes-guided cyclic tightening and releasing of muscle groups) as their cool-down, which I thought was brilliant, and I might be able to get behind. Sort of like meditation in which I could move slightly and focus on a thing instead of nothing. Except I fell off the train. Following that by a few years, in September after I listened to Ryan and Rachel discuss the Headspace app, I got into it again—I legitimately installed Headspace on my phone in the Sheraton lounge (ye-eah, ePatients discussing meditation instead of drinking!) and then when I finally limped up to my room (I had this weird pain in the left side of my abdomen for like three days, and it got really brutal that evening for whatever reason. Also I didn’t die so all good. So, thus the limping kind of lateral-left folded over!), I collapsed into bed with my earphones in after taking a shower. (Greatist reviews Headspace here, by the way.)

Guided meditation is the first kind of anything I found that actually worked with my ADHD brain. The “clear your mind” kind of meditation does not work for me, because it’s all “nothing is still something and I should really check what time my bus is it possible to really think of nothing is still something” in there. And after a several-month hiatus from Headspace, I started using it again a couple weeks ago. Except then I realized that soon enough, my free Headspace sessions would be all not new to me anymore, and I was not okay with paying money (even though Headspace is really, really good, I don’t want to pay a monthly subscription just now). So I started exploring other apps, and came across Smiling Mind, which I’ve been using for most of the week. I like it so much that one day I actually did three meditation sessions. Maybe that’s because it’s made for young people (while there is an adult category, the age brackets actually start at 7-11 years old, which is awesome). Plus it tracks your time (or is supposed to) and other nerdy things that I like.

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(I’m not sure why I have 0 meditating minutes though. Because I totally have minutes! And I’ve done more than 3 meditations but I didn’t fill out the post-meditation quiz a time or two because I fell asleep and it doesn’t really want you to do that, I think.)

Plus it totally tells you if your brain is all over the place that is okay and just to try to bring your attention back to your breathing or your body or whatever (not actually whatever. That is what is being avoided). Because ADHD brain cannot really be reliably stopped from going all over the place! It makes it really easy to adhere to trying to become more mindful through meditation, though. So, I’ve been pretty adherent.

And then I went to Thermea.

I can honestly say that I probably enjoyed/benefitted more from Thermea because of practicing meditation (that sounds so weird) most days or everyday in the week or so prior to visiting, so that was a happy coincidence that my aunt decided we should go on her week between jobs—my grandma came as well. Thermea is this Nordic inspired spa involving “releasing toxins” via rapid/therapeutic changes in body temperature. (I still don’t really buy the whole “toxins” argument, but it WAS relaxing and I thoroughly enjoyed it (I can’t wait to go back, but at about $50/visit, I won’t be going more than once a season—but I do plan to visit every season!). I included meditation during some of the heat portions of the cycle in the saunas (one essential oils dry sauna, and two humid saunas, one with orange and the other with eucalyptus), focusing on awareness of different parts of my body rather than breathing, because while my asthma was totally okay at Thermea (who pre-medicates for the spa?! This girl.) the humid saunas were the one thing that might have become the exception to that—part of the need for meditation in here was actually so I could ignore the feeling of humidity on my lungs a bit more—by “my asthma was totally okay” this includes “my lungs were tolerable in the saunas”. Humidity can kind of be suffocating sometimes, but it was for the most part tolerable, at least for the first 10 minutes of the 15. Interestingly, the Thermea websites warns against the water parts for people with respiratory problems, but not the saunas—seems backwards to me.I liked the eucalyptus sauna way more than the orange. Also used an exfoliating scrub for the first time in my life, and I kind of understand why people use these things now.

On the first round after the eucalyptus sauna, we attempted the coldest pool (10*C, the Polarber), and couldn’t get past our ankles, and resigned to the 21*C pool for a quick (laborious) float. 21*C may be shorts weather, but it’s still 16* colder than body temperature. From there, we went to the 39*C Geser pool for the relax phase—much better! The cycle continued much like that, except we found two areas with lounging chairs set up that we hung out on in our robes (the robes at thermea have hoods, people. Best invention ever.) all silently (mostly). Did another sauna, finally braved the Polarber waterfall (which was actually awesome the second time, it just reminded me of the ice bucket challenge, and subsequent times even better). Then we were informed of an essential oils thing going on in the dry sauna (during which at one point the dude threw cold water at us. That was actually awesome, honestly). After a few cycles around, we did the exfoliant thing, and then found the room of seating made of heated tiles. The upper row had headphones, so I headed up there to crank up the soundtrack of the room a bit (I was apparently getting to the point I was not able to get back in the meditation mindset, so I spent the time trying to figure out if the song was an endless loop, or if it ended. I listened for probably about 8-10 minutes and did not hear any discernible end… At least my focus was somewhere rather than 400 places, no? I’ll take it as a win.)

After that, I dumped a bucket of cold water on myself and “completed the cycle” with a hot shower back in the change room. In total, we spent about three hours at Thermea, and even before I left I knew I’d be back.

Of course… The second I unlocked my locker with the cool wristband, I heard my Pebble vibrating away.

Return to reality. The retreat was amazing.

I used to do this thing called 12 of 12, where a bunch of people took 12 pictures throughout the day. Well, when Chad (the guy who thought it up) stopped hosting the link roundup, it kind of—to my knowledge, at least—disappeared. The last 12 of 12 I did was August 2013.

A year and a half later… here goes! (It helps that I actually had an interesting day today. Such is the spend-most-of-my-time-at-home life…)

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12:03 am | kitchen.
We had our kitchen redone earlier this week. This has resulted in my inability to reach many cupboards.

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2:47 pm | kitchen.
Yesterday I realized that my networking cards have my old Twitter handle on them. I went to a tweetup this evening, and tried to get the same-day type from Stapes, except I can’t find my Visa card so I missed the noon order deadline because the Visa Vanilla website wasn’t allowing me to set up my gift card, and RBC told me my Visa Debit card was too old to activate. So I did not get new networking cards in time.
[With that said, also, no cards were exchanged: it was all about the tweetup.]

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5:02 pm | bus.
Moovit is the greatest app to ever happen to transit.

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5:35 pm | CBC Manitoba.
Marcy kicks off the #CBCTweetUpMB event.

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5:44 pm | CBC Manitoba.
I met up with Alyson before heading to CBC.
She did a pre-weather selfie with John Sauder from CBC, on the air.

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5:56 pm | CBC Manitoba.
Cakeology + CBC Tweetup cupcakes and cake balls?
Yes, please.

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6:33 pm | CBC Manitoba.
Touring CBC Manitoba. This is what the union of radio and TV looks like.

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6:44 pm | CBC Manitoba.
And now for Kyra with the weather. 

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6:47 pm | CBC Manitoba.
Oh, no big deal, I’m just in the weather, guys. 

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6:56 pm | CBC Manitoba.
This is so all the animators and graphic designers and people can stay/get creative.
BUZZ LIGHTYEAR TO THE RESCUE!

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6:57 pm | CBC Manitoba.
Somewhat amusingly, the last picture I took inside CBC today was the welcome sign.

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 7:59 pm | Sobeys.
And… the last picture for the day…
MOON CHEESE? Like… dehydrated cheese.
Thanks but no thanks, (not-)NASA. 

 

I’ll be sharing more pictures from the CBC Tweetup soon […or so I say, this is what happens, okay?], but visit the #CBCTweetUpMB Storify, or check the hashtag on Twitter and Instagram for more!

(I’m not smart enough to figure out how to link to a hashtag on Instagram… I hope this is actually difficult…)

And… hopefully I’ll get another 12 on 03/12/15!

In August/September, I ventured from Winnipeg to Minneapolis to San Francisco, to the East Bay, to Santa Cruz and Davis, California . . . to simply start the journey that lead me to the campus of Stanford University. I already wrote about the people—so, here are more of the good things. . . and a chance to meet the people and hear their voices and stories, and how technology and social media, engaged patients and engaged providers are changing the realities of medicine, and more importantly, improving patient care outcomes.

Disclosure: Stanford University, Stanford Medicine and Stanford Anesthesia, as well as their partners (including the Kadry Foundation, Eli Lilly, and Boeringher Ingelheim) covered part of my costs to attend Stanford Medicine-X, including part of my airfare, one night of hotel, and a significant portion of my conference fees. As a recipient of an ePatient Scholarship in the Engagement/Producer track, I was required to produce a blog post, video, etc. to share the stories of Medicine X—but, let’s face it, I would have done so anyways :].

The Tour de Good Things was a way i could summate the crazy journey I took to culminate August and begin September—both on an extremely high note. It has been nearly impossible to come down from the high that begun prior to Medicine X 2014 at Stanford University [disclosure], especially since the journey encompassed 7,227 kilometres (or about that). The last Thursday in August, I got into a car with a 60L hiking backpack of necessities and a drawstring backpack of medications, my only “prepared” travel document being my passport, and left home for 12 days. I arrived back into Winnipeg by plane last Monday after a red eye flight via Minneapolis—my initial destination.

There are many posts in here waiting to be written, and a video to come. But as many, many others have summated, the power, the magic, the amazing of Medicine X is in the people: This is a theme that would cover the entirety of the Tour de Good Things.

Minneapolis.

This kid (my cousin, Dean) headed down to University of Minnesota to start becoming an engineer of the probably civil variety, not the train variety [though, train engineers are probably also very civil]. So thanks to him I got a really long ride to the airport.

I also had grilled cheese and an awesome conversation on the parallels of asthma and T1 diabetes with these lovelies, Scott and Heather.

SFO. All over the East Bay. Santa Cruz. Davis.

My awesome aunt, Linda, and my grandma dropped me off at MSP after a 4.5 day drive to the airport […okay, the airport truly is only 8 hours from home. Not that that’s close.] and a four hour flight, I hit ground at SFO and was swept up into my “Cali-bestie” Steve’s truck, where (after picking up pizza), I FINALLY got to meet his long time partner and now husband, Doug (finally. On my third visit to the Bay Area—third time’s the charm, right? Doug is, of course, to a tee of how Steve describes him, and a total sweetheart just like Steve). We headed to Santa Cruz the next day, and San Jose where I finally got to meet his mom, Claire, his sister Sheree, and Sheree’s husband, Dan, who had us over for lunch on Monday.

The next day we headed over to Davis to get Steve’s new bass set up by a cool dude named Harrison.

San Francisco.

Steve drove me out to SF on Wednesday [because he is the best] to ensure I made my connection with my friend Carly (whom I met at MedX in 2012!) at the Twitter building. Carly’s friend Samantha was [at the time] working for Twitter, and had invited Carly for lunch—and opened up the invitation to any of Carly’s friends who wanted to come, too, which was beyond awesome :). (Samantha on the left, Carly—our link!—in the middle :].) Thanks, ladies!

Carly and I made a brief stop in Japantown after lunch and our tour around Twitter with Samantha, and then headed for Palo Alto. Not long after arriving, we had a spontaneous MedX ePatient gathering by the pool—meeting, and reuniting, with a lot of kickass ePatients—friends.

Carly and I (left, of course), [fellow Canadian!] Annette, Liza, Meredith, Dee, Marie (from Ireland!) and Michael (from England!) at the Sheraton. (Thanks to the Sheraton team member who ran out to take this shot for us!)

The next day, the fun really got started when Dr. Larry Chu [the beyond awesome MedX Conference Director!] introduced us to the Selfie Stick [here’s a professional picture (source) of Leslie, Emily, Karen, Rachel [TEAM CANADA!], myself, and Nikki selfie-ing with a selfie-stick on pre-conference workshop day!]

Of course, Ryan had to give it a go once we hit MedX full-stride—he had to make himself short for me so that a) I could adequately put my arm around his shoulders, and b) because he is too tall and was blocking the world medicine :).

No selfie stick for Brett and I, though (…everybody is SO TALL). He yelled “Oh hey, it’s Kerri!” in the corner right by the selfie station, and then we hugged, and I was like “okay we need to selfie so we don’t forget!” :]

We don’t always selfie in front of the selfie wall—sometimes we selfie in front of the gold badge door. Not only was Devon, below, a hit among the crowd at MedX, I was super excited to find another lunger on the scene [I mean, asthmatics DO hide everywhere, but… they hide].

Devon spoke on a panel about “the non-smartphone patient”, and has COPD. And, though he seemed adamantly against it before I showed him everybody tweeting his quotes, I did get him signed up on Twitter!

My super sweet roomie, Karen, and behind us, her poster presentation on the metaphorical dance that is chronic illness. Karen is a sport psychologist from Mexico and is generally amazing, so we never had a shortage of fun things to talk about :).

And on the subject of roommates, my 2012 roomie, Kim, and I—clearly in the club, and not at a medical conference. #ClubMedX

And, Miss Zoe Chu. While puppy, and not people, she lovingly made MedX granola for me and we had selfie times, so she clearly belongs on this list :].

Joe from Eli Lilly’s Team of Good People and Awesomeness (aka Lilly Clinical Open Innovation) and I—we look less like a painting in person. Probably. 🙂

And, Jerry from Eli Lilly, who was in the elevator on Thursday morning before Partnering for Health when a bunch of ePatients yelled my name and hugged me as I got on the elevator. Except we didn’t know we were supposed to know each other yet, and then he sat down beside me at Partnering for Health and identified us as the people from the elevator and said he was wondering if we were Medicine X people. Because I am all class, I was like “Yeah, we were the people yelling and hugging in the elevator—did you feel left out?! Do you need a hug!?”—he accepted this crazy Canadian’s hug, so we are clearly meant to be friends. Also, he’s awesome. And broke into a presentation during Partnering for Health when all the patients were very confused on Twitter.

Alan, Britt, Leslie, myself and Julie (Photo grabbed from Britt via Facebook!)

Sarah—one of the awesome ePatient advisors—with her CANADIAN SCARF, Rachel and I, after the closing ceremony of Medicine X.

And below, Britt (on the ePatient advisory team), Marvin—who is super sweet and I didn’t get to connect with nearly enough! :)—Rachel and I. 

And, my own ePatient advisor and friend from 2012, Chris (he’s laughing about attempting to hug me with the giant hiking backpack on)—just before Joe (below!), Marie and I headed to the airport (where I almost lost my phone and Joe totally provided an amazing Joe-hug to alleviate my stress, and told me how I could get the Delta people to bring it to me to avoid having to go back through security, since I’d left it at the check-in kiosk). 

These people—and ALL the people I met and interacted with at MedX

(I can’t even source those photos anymore :])

—are not the entirety of the story of Medicine X: but they are the part that matters most. As are the people that preceded my arrival for Medicine X to my own part of the journey, and the people who engaged in #MedX via Twitter: WE belong here.

(Photo of photo cred to Joe Riffe)

And here isn’t always a place: often, it’s a state.

And I love each and every one of you, and I hope our stories continue to connect in a way that makes a difference: Remember to not lose sight of where you were—where we were—hold on to that feeling.

We’ll change the world together.

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I have the tendency to often say “____. That’s my favourite thing!” In reality, I have a lot of favourite things. Whereas many people enjoy the exploration and destination parts of travel, I enjoy the travel part of travel just as much. Airplanes. That’s my favourite thing! Airports. That’s my favourite thing! And . . . Helping to empower people with asthma. That’s my favourite thing! This weekend, many of my favourite things combined into an experience unlike any I have had the privilege and honour to be a part of, and helping to be a part of something that will hopefully grow bigger than we had ever dreamed, all with the hopes of creating a healthier country. Saturday kicked off the World Congress of Asthma, where the Asthma Society of Canada [ASC] chose to host the five-year meeting of the National Asthma Patient Alliance [NAPA] Executive Committee. I have been a part of this group for a little under a year, and being a part of the amazing things going on at the ASC has been amazing.

Early Saturday morning, my [amazing] aunt drove me to the airport at 4:30 AM to catch a flight to Toronto. From Toronto, we made the shorter jaunt to Quebec City, and began the immersion into the unique culture of Quebec City. I have never been to Europe, but the Old City of Quebec had an amazing vibe to it, and is what I imagine certain places in Europe might be like [I’ll make that conclusion once I get to Europe]. Following checking into the hotel, my travel companion and fellow NAPA exec member, Cathy, and I grabbed lunch on a patio, where a man playing the accordion stood across the corridor from us (and, while not very French, I ate some of the best pizza I have ever had).

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We wandered the Old City for awhile. Cathy is an avid traveller, and a teacher, so she was an excellent tour guide for my first venture into the province of Quebec. We climbed I-am-not-kidding twenty-six-or-something flights of stairs (there was some audible dyspnea going on. Two prairie-dwellers with asthma trekking up the hills and stairs in Quebec is definitely a sight to see, and we made more than a few jokes at our own expense!)

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(The Frontenac)

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A couple and their wedding photographers. I think we were in the background of a bunch of their pictures.

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And . . . the reason I am here:

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We returned to the hotel late-afternoon to retrieve our bags from the desk and move into our rooms. I had been telling people to come to Quebec with me, and in reality . . .

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. . . they could have! [The funny thing about this, is while I was super impressed to have a more asthma-friendly uncarpeted room, and that they are available, I actually woke up because of my asthma that night. Ultimate in irony being at an asthma conference and representing for the Asthma Society, right?]

We took some time to get ready after our epic stair-climbing/hill-trekking/Quebec exploring, and then headed to the World Congress on Asthma.

World Congress of Asthma ID tag

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We spent some time in the exhibit area, which was my favourite part about my time at the Congress.  It was very cool to be able to talk with some of the people who are on the teams creating products and medications that keep me healthy.

It’s funny, I kept super-enthusiastically walking up to these booths. One of them, NIOX, featured devices to measure FeNO [fractional exhaled nitric oxide, which is an indicator of airway inflammation] and I walked up, listened to her for about 30 seconds and said “Can you test my FeNO?”. I’m kind of excited about these sorts of things if you can’t tell [Mine was 8, which is fantastic, and means the inhaled steroids I’m taking are rocking at doing their job! Maybe I’m cured?].  The drawback to FeNO, is that the tests are expensive, and this is likely why I have never had a FeNO test done. The meter, which is exhaled into slowly for about ten seconds [complete with a visual prompt to blow a hot air balloon across a canyon without moving it outside the set of lines on a computer screen attached to the device, is $3000, and each testing mouthpiece is $15. However, they are attempting to get home FeNO testing accessible with this, or a similar, device, much as peak flow testing is currently used as a self-monitoring system. I suppose though, that before getting home FeNO accessible, there needs to be an increased focus on making FeNO testing accessible in clinic.  But really, how can you not love that happy little cloud in the FeNO machine?

After getting our FeNO tested, I scored a Canadian Network for Respiratory Care stainless steel water bottle from an unmanned booth (I wanted to talk to the CNRC people!), we headed out of the exhibit area to meet with the rest of the the group who was travelling on behalf of the Asthma Society of Canada. At this point, I was able to shake the hands and see the faces belonging to the names and voices on the couple of conference calls I’ve been able to make it to.

(Photo contributed by Noah at the Asthma Society of Canada)

In addition to meeting the other Executive Committee members, I also met some of the ASC staff for the first time, Rob Oliphant (ASC CEO), Noah and Darren. My highlight here was finally meeting Rob, who was my first contact at the ASC when he was working there as the NAPA coordinator, he was also the one who recruited me to the Executive at the end of last August. I also was stoked to meet Bill Swan (I believe I had a few twitter conversations with him in the past), our co-chair for the executive, and works in health economics. We also occasionally finished one another’s sentences at dinner.  After introductions, we headed into the opening lecture by Sharon Straus on Knowledge Translation.

Following the lectures, we returned to the exhibit hall for the reception where we all seem to have missed the food (for the drinking crowd, though, we still made the open bar. Like I said to Rob and a couple others, “I’m boring. Don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t do drugs, don’t eat meat . . .”, which lead to Rob and I having a discussion about the overconsumption of meat products in the average North American lifestyle. Verdict: I’m probably healthier this way (and obviously so on the smoking and drugs bit ;)).

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I then had the coolest experience. I walked up to the Trudell Medical table to say hi and see what their current pitch was, if there was anything new in the product lineup, etc. Trudell is awesome, and a couple weeks ago they sent me a huge box of accessories for inhalers and AeroChambers that I can give to kids in the groups I speak to after I sent them an e-mail about how I strongly believe that they need to work on marketing to adolescents and young adults, because we are the population that are missing the boat on increasing our aerosol medication delivery by not using an AeroChamber [Fact: spacing devices can make the medication 110% more effective because of increased deposition within the lungs and not, for example, at the back of the throat.] Part of my e-mail included some blog links and a goofy request for a purple AeroChamber (they have pink, but not purple). So, the first thing I said was “I have the pink one!” and mentioned that Trudell had just sent me a box of accessory stuff, and both people at the table simultaneously said “You’re the purple AeroChamber girl!” I just kind of blinked and burst out laughing and told them I was. I felt freaking asthma-world famous!

After this, however, the woman got to the subject of “How Old Is Your AeroChamber?” Answer: too old. Realistically, I thought buying a new AeroChamber every year was kind of a scam by the spacer-making companies. In Canada, the AeroChamber with mouthpiece costs $35 a pop. For a plastic tube with a valve. It turns out, even if you wash it weekly like you are supposed to (truth: I don’t know the last time I washed my AeroChamber. Gross.) She magically extracted me another pink AeroChamber from under the table. I chatted with them awhile longer, and then asked if I could have a new blue one, too, which she also magically extracted from under the table for me. As depicted to the right, the pink AeroChamber is marketed towards kids–obviously this did not stop me from buying my previous pink one. Like I’ve said before, if I have to live with an incurable disease, I might as well make it a little bit more fun where I can.  My chat with the Trudell people saved me/Pharmacare $70.  Thanks Trudell!  (I’m still waiting to hear back from them if they’d like me to partner with them on increasing marketing and thus product use and thus increased medication delivery in adolescents and young adults as proposed alongside my purple AeroChamber request in my e-mail to them! :])

Okay, so after the Trudell people knew who I was, I saw the Air Quality Health Index people, talked to the folks at Alvesco who didn’t yet have any samples, and got a maple sugar candy from a booth across the exhibit hall. That is the absolute sweetest thing I had ever eaten. I definitely have a sweet tooth, but I had to contemplate between toughing out the sweetness or going to gracefully find a garbage (option 1 won, and I spent the next five mintues standing with the group by the Merck table trying to look sane while this candy probably singlehandedly destroyed my teeth. The candy was good for about the first minute, but then I just couldn’t take it anymore!).

We left the reception and paraded down the street to the diner where I had investigated the menu previously and practiced how to order vegetarian ravioli en Francais. It turned out we walked in and they asked if we wanted French or English menus, and proceeded to speak to us in English (unless we could speak French, which Erika did!) And then it turned out I got fondue [which was not bread to be dipped in cheese as anticipated, but actually like a square mozzarella stick with three types of cheese in it. Still excellent, however.  I chased the cheese and salad [which they threw in unexpectedly] with what Le Conchon Dingue boasted was The Best Sugar Pie in Town. I am unsure as I have had no other sugar pie in Quebec City, but it was awesome.  We had some great conversation around the table, however, Jason (who works with my mom) e-mailed me all the French I would need to know in 30 hours, except I couldn’t access it till I got home since the hotel WiFi chose to quit on me and I didn’t feel like dealing with it. I really could have used the information on how to ask for a fork a little bit earlier (which he legit included, this thing is awesome), since Rob dropped his and Bill didn’t get one for dessert! :] Instead, they just had to ask in English.

 

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Sunday morning, I got up bright and early at five-something and packed up my stuff, tried to find the meeting room, and checked my stuff at the desk and checked out of the hotel. I wandered across the street and up the hill to the Hilton to meet Dr. Sally Wenzel at 7 AM. Sally is a researcher with the Severe Asthma Research Program in Pittsburgh, and is one of the most renowned and respected pulmonologists in the world. We took to the streets and wandered until we found an open coffee shop/bakery, and had a great talk for over an hour. This was definitely the coolest experience of the trip [well, that and the Trudell people knowing who I was]. Sally has not only a ridiculous knowledge of the inner workings of asthma but also a deep understanding of the social/emotional aspects of this disease and how it not only affects our lungs (and the rest of our bodies), but sometimes the rest of our lives, too. Her understanding of this disease from all perspectives is amazing considering she doesn’t have asthma and doesn’t know what it feels like. However, despite the fact that she is so, so full of knowledge and working so hard to make things better for people with asthma, she also is so down-to-earth and sweet that even though I was sitting there talking with an extremely well known and respected research doctor, I totally just felt like I was out with one of my friends (except, my conversation with Sally was about asthma and smart things ;)).  After we finished coffee, I had to head back to the hotel for the day’s meetings and she had to head to the Congress . . . but not before we tried to get some random people in the Old City to get a picture of us!

Sally: Pardon? Pardon?

Girl in group: Um, we don’t speak French?

Me: Oh, neither do we.

Coffee with Sally was an awesome experience, and I am so, so honoured to have been able to meet with her while we were both in Quebec and to see her energy and passion for helping those of us who have asthma in person!

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When I arrived back at the hotel, everybody was gathered in the conference room waiting for breakfast. I skipped the eggs, gave the bacon to Darren from the ASC after his bacon-enthusiast-esque comments, and had some potatoes and toast [yay starches?] and fruit. After we ate, we set to work discussing the first five years of the existence of the National Asthma Patient Alliance, then where we’re headed, how to engage more people in the asthma community, and ultimately, how to encourage Canadians with asthma to live active, healthy lives.  A lot of the meeting was full of brainstorming, and as new programs and initiatives unveil, I will definitely begin sharing those thoughts. Right now it is really just a big jumble of thoughts and questions that need to be hashed out–but a LOT of really good ideas on both raising the profile of the ASC and NAPA to the people who need us, as well as engaging people with the ASC.  The Team Asthma.ca shirt Sally is holding in the above picture is an initiative to encourage people with asthma to become more physically active, and a lot of our discussion revolved around expanding the program beyond running and beyond those who are already physically active. This in itself is one of my passions, but to determine an intervention of that sort is definitely a time-consuming process. By no means is it impossible, but, like any other large-scale outreach project, requires funding and time.  I’d also like to shout to Rob who began the Team Asthma program while he was working at the ASC, because it is definitely my favourite NAPA program.

We were also joined by Antje Fink-Wagner from the Global Asthma and Allergy Patient Platform and learned about the work GAAPP does, including some very cool sport programs that partner developing and developed countries, help them grow healthier through sport, AND educate on asthma.

At this point in the picture, I had gotten cold so you can’t see my nice clothes as they are hiding under the hoodie. I can’t remember what we were talking about here. Photo credit goes to Noah from the ASC, and I totally stole it off their Twitter.

For a quick rundown, our sessions were as follows: NAPA at 5 – where were we going, and where did we get? Education and Advocacy – what are we doing well and what could we change? Increaseing Engagement – growing the National Asthma Patient Alliance through memberships to NAPA, Team Asthma.ca and Asthma Ambassadors, and how to make these programs more accessible, as well as advocate-friendly delivery methods/materials. Moving Forward – plans for the next 5 years.

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(Rob and I. Note the kickass black tape. It is fairly evident the ASC is doing good things with money and not using a lot of it to keep signs attached to walls :])

Even though I am on this committee, it was amazing to hear all of the ideas people had used for advocating within pre-existing programs, like Ambassadors. Honestly, I was a part of the Ambassador pilot, but I had never thought of setting up a NAPA booth at different appropriate venues, like health fairs for example [truth: I didn’t know health fairs actually existed]. And what opened my eyes is that if I as a member of the executive am not thinking of these things at a higher level of involvement with the ASC, it is doubtful that an Ambassadors volunteer is thinking of them when they (like every other volunteer) have this thing called life. We discussed how advocacy opportunities have to be designed to allow the volunteer to have as much or little involvement as they can incorporate into their life, and how to go about this.

(Photo contributed by Noah at the Asthma Society of Canada)

The NAPA meeting brought up a ton of stories, thoughts, and advocacy ideas. It was awesome to be a part of that thought process, and see all of the Good Things that will be conjured up over the next five years. It is an amazing thing to be a part of this group, being representatives for the three million Canadians who live with asthma, and the family, friends and employers of these individuals who are affected by asthma.

After wrapping up the meeting, Cathy, Debbie and I went and wandered the Old City again for a bit.

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I bought a t-shirt [the only thing I bought in Quebec!] and ate some mango sorbet seeing as EVERYBODY was wandering the streets with gelato. I was not disappointed! :]

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My time in Quebec was whirlwind. Within an hour of buying this gelato, I’d consumed it, returned to the hotel, grabbed a taxi, and was at the airport.

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In Jean Lesage Airport, we ran into Keith from the executive committee (who is a respiratory therapy student! I <3 RTs!), whose plane to Montreal had been delayed. We switched our flight to the one he was on since we were ready to go (they run about a thousand flights between Quebec City and Montreal every day, so consequently, they are not full).

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Upon arrival in Montreal, we tried to switch our next flight with no luck. Win some/lose some. We instead wandered around trying to find legit food but settled for Tim Horton’s (so Canadian of us!). Cathy and I were finally split up for seats for our last flight. Being awake since 5 AM, I tried to sleep with no luck (my inflatable pillow was in my backpack that my plane neighbour had nicely stowed in the overhead bin for me. Read: I am short and I couldn’t get to it even if I tried). However, the looking-asleep with my earphones in meant the flight attendant didn’t offer me any more flight beverages, which was good as I was trying to avoid any more airplane apple juice. Three glasses in two days is quite enough, thanks AirCanada.  I essentially pretended to sleep/watched the flight map on TV all the way home. Who needs a movie when you can see the flight map?

I met so many amazing people and had a ton of awesome experiences while in Quebec. I came home feeling so full of good things and the desire to do so much more to engage people with asthma to keep reaching out to one another. To think that I was only there for 33 hours blows my mind, because I feel like I packed about a week’s worth of experiences into the 45 hours I was out of my hometown. Quebec was a place that i really didn’t have a ton of desire to visit before I went, but now that I have been, I definitely want to go back with more time to explore and feel the vibe of the city.  I had an amazing time, and feel both blessed and honoured to be a part of this amazing group of people who are doing serious good things.

Disclosure: Through sponsorship from Merck, the Asthma Society of Canada covered all of my expenses for the World Congress on Asthma and National Asthma Patient Alliance meetings in Quebec City, including ground transportation, meals, conference registration, accommodation and airfare. I am a member of the ASC’s NAPA Executive Committee, but am under no obligation to blog about my involvement with the ASC.

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