Archive for August, 2004

X-Ray

Tuesday, August 31st, 2004

The Barium Enema and X-Ray went fine, though uncomfortable — particularly when they injected the air to blow up my colon like a balloon (no need to twist it into animal shapes, however!) and then ask me to writhe around on the table to allow gravity to get to work at coating my insides with Barium.

One of the male nurses who attended to me was a Christian; we had a good chat, which helped to make me feel more at ease.

The funniest moment was when the doctor was poised ready to insert the Barium tube into my lubed-up ‘back passage’ when I said, “Should I tell you now or afterwards that I’m one of the chaplains here?” He laughed and replied, “You don’t get any preferential treatment here; you all get treated the same!” It was worth a shot!

p.s. I had breakfast to break my fast (makes sense!): a bowl of Kellogg’s Special K with semi-skimmed milk.

Feed me!

Tuesday, August 31st, 2004

I’m now 22 hours into my fast, in preparation for the barium x-ray this afternoon.

I celebrated the Eucharist at St Salvador’s this morning, which was an interesting experience. Truly one of service as I was unable to eat bread or drink wine. I had to write myself a notice on an A6 sheet of paper and leave it on the altar: “NIL BY MOUTH” to remind myself, just in case I went into auto-pilot.

It’s amazing how much our lives revolve around the daily rythmn and pattern of meals, and eating. I just caught myself thinking that I would have a quick bite to eat before I head out to the hospital. Hmmm… maybe not.

The question is: what do I eat first to break my fast around 3 or 4pm this afternoon? Breakfast or dinner?

Cellardyke — the wait continues

Monday, August 30th, 2004

We’ve still heard nothing about when we might get the keys to the house we are buying in Fife. We were meant to close the deal on Friday 20 August, but there has been a delay with the sellers needing to tie up lose-ends with regards planning permission (or a building warrant, or something) for the conservatory. We wait in expectation.

Hospital preparations

Monday, August 30th, 2004

Tomorrow afternoon I have an appointment at the X-ray Department of the Royal Infirmary of Edinburgh (RIE) for a ‘barium enema’ — yeah, that sounds just as exciting to me! Since yesterday (Sunday) I’ve been on a ‘low residue diet’, which essentially means that I can white bread… and not much else! I also have two packets of ‘Picolax’ (guess what that does!) to take today to clean me out good and proper. Then from 2:00 pm this afternoon I am starving till after my appointment around 24 hours later.

On one hand I’m quite intrigued about the whole medical process, and my own physiological condition (these investigations are being done as a follow up to findings at my last renal clinic appointment; I have Autosomnal Dominant PolyCystic Kidney Disease (ASDPKD), as do my brother and sister). On the other hand, I kinda wish it wasn’t me having to have some chalky gunk squirted up my arse tomorrow, before having my insides photocopied!

Someone on MSN Messenger asked me about the Picolax. This is what I told him: “I have this powder that you add to 4 tsp of cold water and it all fizzes and bubbles and turns hot. Then it cools and you add 0.5 pt of cold water and guzzle it down like someone who wants to shit their pants for the next couple of hours.” That about sums it up, really! In fact, they should put those as the instructions on the packet!

Firefox

Sunday, August 29th, 2004

Mozilla Firefox

If you haven’t done so already: install the Mozilla Firefox browser! It is fabulous. I keep finding new things about it that I love.

Today it is the print preview options — flip immediately between landscape and portrait, none of the faff of IE having to go through printer properties. This is a browser the way that browsers were meant to be.

Some Kind of Monster, part 2

Sunday, August 29th, 2004

Some Kind of Monster cinema ticket

Last night I saw the Metallica film Some Kind of Monster with my friend Tirwin.

It was an inspiring, and at times quite moving, exploration into the relationships of these so-called ‘rock stars’. In a culture which puts stardom and fame almost above any other ambition, it was refreshing to witness the rawness and honesty of James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett feeling their way through the defences and protective barriers that they have erected over the years to hide behind.

At times the film reminded me of the classic This is Spinal Tap, which is not to put Metallica down, but to praise how much truth there is about people in the Spinal Tap movie. At the beginning Phil Trowle, their $40,000 a month group psychotherapist “life coach”, who had been brought in by their management, Q Prime, to help facilitate communication between the three remaining band members (bassist Jason Newsted having just quit) appeared to be a great and necessary help, but towards the end of the film he seemed to have sadly descended into something of a parody of Spinal Tap’s Janine. That relationship towards the end felt, from my point of view, to be quite uncomfortable and verging on the abusive. I have no doubt that initially Phil was instrumental in helping Metallica stay together, but it felt quite quickly, particularly after James’s returned from rehab, that he had (unconsciously?) nurtured something of a dependancy relationship with the band. Something which didn’t go unnoticed in the Metallica camp, and which the revitalised James Hetfield stands up to.

I was particularly keen to see the scene where Lars Ulrich meets up with ex-Metallica band member Dave Mustaine (Megadeth). According to Dave’s posts on the Megadeth forum he was very upset with how that scene had been cut. I can understand now a little of why he might feel that way. The film doesn’t present much of the dialogue between these two former friends, however, the film is a focus on the current members of Metallica and the notable impact that this encounter has on Lars is quite evident; hopefully for the better. It reminds me a little of the reasons why Tom Bombadil was omitted from Peter Jackson’s filming of The Lord of the Rings: it wasn’t in keeping with the main thrust of the film and the main focus. (As an aside, while I recognise that Mustaine has been a hate-figure for many years from a great many naive and ignorant Metallica fans, I for one am glad also to have been a Megadeth fan all these years. Dave Mustaine is a phenominal guitarist, and I am a great fan and respecter of how Dave Mustaine managed to deal with his own substance addictions. Inspiring!)

I was inspired last night watching Some Kind of Monster; I can’t wait until it comes out on DVD. If you can: go see it! The music is amazing (particularly the snippets of tracks not included on the St Anger album)l the drama is gripping. But we mustn’t forget that this isn’t just entertainment, this is about real people’s lives, their feelings and relationships. I’m just glad it worked out okay.

Blog assimilated

Saturday, August 28th, 2004

Well that took longer than I’d expected — mostly because I accidentally renamed a critical file before uploading it and couldn’t work out why nothing was changing on the site! — but I’ve now given the front-end of this blog a make-over to make it look like the rest of my site. More or less.