Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

I Sing The Body Electric

Of all days to fall sick, I choose my wife’s birthday. Thank Zeus she loved her birthday gift of diamond earrings, otherwise there would be hell to pay.

I have a rather bad cold. Apparently many people are sick as well, including Terz. Must be the winds blowing inland from the South China sea or something. The doctor I visit is very popular and I only visit her when I am really sick (read: not trying to bluff an MC). Since she’s so popular, an appointment is a must or you will end up waiting an hour which really isn’t that bad becase the clinic is very high class, with hoighty-toighty wooden furniture and classical muzak with lots of intellectual reading material.

While I was there, I decided to tell my doctor about my (suspected) carpal tunnel syndrome. She has put me on vitamins (neuroforte) for a month. If that doesnt work, I’m going to be refered to a neurosurgeon and have surgery performed.

I guess this is part and parcel of growing old. Your body withers and fails you. I can’t say I’ve been good to it either. My health was spent on other pleasures while my youth was wasted on idle leisures. Nobody to blame but myself.

neurosurgeon for a wrist problem?
huh?

stop jacking -off yourself…you now got a wife to do that for you…

Hey why dont you try alternative medicine.. it may help

get well soon

eek…surgery on the wrist.
You need to cut down computer time.

I thought CTS was something minor? Like it won’t develop into something worse? Because I suspect that I have it too(numbness and tingling in one of my finger). So why perform surgery on it?

Walt Whitman! Very apt. :)