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Coldwater Canadiana Heritage Museum (and home for haunted dolls)

After saying goodbye to the wonderful Big Chute Marine Railway, I noticed that I had a narrow window where I could also fit in a visit to Coldwater's Canadiana History museums.

Like many indoor/outdoor museums of this type, you'll have a mock blacksmith shop, maybe an optician and a dentist, old fire engines, early tractors, and the like. And I didn't record pictures of any of that here. Because I started in the farm house (which also houses the chemist).

Friends, in every possible seat, bed or chair was a doll somehow more haunted than the last reminding you not to sit on the antique furniture lest you lose your Immortal sou.

I had a great time, recommend grabbing whatever the special is from Linda's Corner Cafe, located in the Legion in Coldwater proper.

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Treatment on pause

This isn't even an anniversary I remembered, but on this day in 2022 my partner and I sat with the surgeon I'd been seeing for my abdominal pain and had all our worst fears confirmed by the results of test after test. And you know what? It's fine. I forgot. My partner and I went to the Toronto Zoo, not to mark time but because it's a fun way to spend a summer day.

Apparently the beaver at the zoo has passed away, and that hit me much harder emotionally than August 17 ever could. The beaver wasn't the fattest or roundest of the fatrounds, but they slept right against the glass window that opened into their lodge, so you could always get a good view. The beaver was probably my favourite exhibit.

I have no appointments in the next month. I've grown used to seeing someone every week or two. It's honestly become part of my identity. I'm not upset about it, obviously, but it's still weird. I've been busy, and my strength has been returning, which is also nice.