Have potential, but am not a fully grown hypochondriac as yet.
The secret is to live in denial. To live in denial the first rule is never to see your doctor. And don’t google symptoms. The moment you google you are as good as dead. As has been proven many a time by the apple of my eye. Who, by a miracle, is still alive, and in the best of health.
Currently I am in the grip of cancer of the tongue. Yes, I know it’s only slight trauma caused by one of my back teeth. Still, one needs to explore all eventualities. Can any of you imagine me without my tongue? No, neither can I. Telephone conversations or any other will never be the same. Nothing will be the same. Ever.
U
You’ll be the same to me. I only know you without your tongue. Now, cancer of the fingers…that would be an entirely different story.
Comment by Lorna's Voice — June 29, 2012 @ 19:41 |
I knew I could rely on you, Lorna, to shine a light into today’s dark corner. Isn’t it leprosy when your fingers fall off? Such a charming notion. Have no worry, have no fear (note to self): I suppose I could learn how to type with my toes. Or just blink, and cable you the recording. God damn it, if Beethoven was able to compose when deaf I too will make myself heard, till the final curtain falls.
U
Comment by Ursula — June 30, 2012 @ 02:05 |
Where there is a will, there is a way. And, by golly, U, you have will!
Comment by Lorna's Voice — July 1, 2012 @ 17:58 |
I go to the internet for my medical info. I got some horizontal ridges on my fingernails which I’ve never had before. Vertical ones are OK. The internet said it’s possible cancer or heart disease. A little worrisome, no? Then Tom saw he had one (only). Not so worrisome now. He’s in perfect shape. Hikes most everyday; a 5 mile one, with steep climb, he does in 1 hour 17 minutes. It takes me 2 hours.
Comment by bikehikebabe — June 29, 2012 @ 19:58 |
Don’t worry, I am not a doctor: In my experience ridges in your fingernails indicate either trauma to the bed of your nails (say, vigorous pushing back of the skin just below that half moon) or a vitamin deficiency. You sound pretty fit to me. Just like my mother. She too is still extremely mobile. Physically and mentally. However, and there is no getting away from it, with the next big Zero looming for both of you early next year, some wear and tear on the body is to be expected. You know what’s so strange? When I hear my mother’s voice, her laugh (we speak at length – on the phone – at least once a week) she sounds just as vibrant as the young woman I remember. Can’t bear the thought of her light ever being extinguished.
So, both you and my mother, just keep doing the hikes, do the cross words, duel with your respective husbands – and you will dance on my grave, sparing me a lot of grief. I know that sounds selfish – and it is.
U
Comment by Ursula — June 30, 2012 @ 02:18 |
I will call round with my pliers and whip out that molar for you…
Androgoth XXx
Comment by Androgoth — June 29, 2012 @ 20:47 |
Thank you, Androgoth. I like a man who knows what to do in my hour of need.
U
Comment by Ursula — June 30, 2012 @ 02:19 |
You are not serious are you? Your awe struck betrothed!
Comment by rummuser — June 30, 2012 @ 15:23 |
Am I serious, Ramana? I am in rude health but that doesn’t stop me from thinking that someone (obviously not me – it’s never oneself) will have their tongue cut out. Not as punishment for offending sections of the world’s population but for medical reasons.
There is no denying that I do have some irrational fears. Or maybe they are, in the cold light of the operating table, totally rational. One of my fears oncoming lorries of the superhuman variety: Tons and tons of steel. At speed. I may be strong but there is no contest. So at the moment the jury is out whether I’ll snuff it as roadkill or quietly in my bed.
U
Comment by Ursula — July 1, 2012 @ 03:55 |
There can be unintended benefits from such accidents too Ursula. See what happened to an Indian couple when a 18 wheeler hit their car – http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/nri/us-canada-news/Indian-couple-gets-36-48-million-in-accident-compensation/articleshow/14562004.cms?
Comment by rummuser — July 2, 2012 @ 13:52 |
Interesting take, Ramana. I’d rather starve and walk barefoot than be crippled and rich. The moment any of my faculties are permanently damaged will be the moment I’ll lose the will to live.
A friend of mine, American, (San Diego, Santa Monica/California), wife of my son’s father, once kissed a lorry. About twenty years ago. In a coma for ages. That she survived, unscathed, is a miracle. She is as fit as can be, holding down a high flying career, but will joke that the alarm does go off when she goes through the scanner at airports (all those metal plates in her body to keep it all together).
U
Comment by Ursula — July 2, 2012 @ 14:25 |