December 2018 – Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion)

Benjamin, teal and anarchy

‘What if, someone didn’t like you and wanted to hit you?’

‘What if, someone didn’t want to work?’

Dog (in winter)

He was solid, tall,

wearing an orange jumpsuit.

now

The past is the past

It is gone

And

I am left

With

now.

Re-learn

I am almost

seven

different people from who I was

Then.

OK. This might not be the best title for Boxing Day. I can’t get away from it however; Perhaps The writing will help me move-on. Last night I watched a programme about Tommy Cooper. Fez Silly jokes & just like that He was present through my childhood. His final day Summed-upContinue reading “Death”

NAFLD

This might not be the first time I have started a blog with an obscure medical acronym, but there you are, in healthcare they are rife. NAFLD stands for, non-alcoholic fatty liver disease. You can see why the medics resort to the abbreviation – it’s a bit of a mouthful. I’ll first explain what thisContinue reading “NAFLD”

When, did I become a man?

I am nowhere a man,

Not a mensch,

How do you think it went?

But,

Underneath,

What about the feelings?

Those don’t concern me.

One thing at a time.

And the thing about this serial nature – it is not actually a limitation or a curse, it is our salvation.

‘But, why do I have to go?’

‘Three days,’ the patient replied, ‘No one told me, I didn’t know what was happening.’

Mind wandering & etc.

Earlier today, I was writing about High Definition TV and my thoughts relating to the potential harm it is doing to our senses. Within that blog I mentioned nostalgia. (Here is a separate blog specifically on that subject). The day before I referred to the title of a book of poems by Jack Kerouac –Continue reading “Mind wandering & etc.”

HD

What brought this into perspective was the 1985 Top of The Pops that we watched afterwards; John Peel had hair; Bon Jovi and the Human League featured.

Inevitable

Bruce Lee called Jeet Kune Do the art of expressing the human body.

Tent

The joy of oddness.

Is there anything worse than being a circle conformed into a triangle or square?

Visible

Today I learned a sad fact, I should Have been aware Already, Perhaps Indeed It was one of those things I had chosen to forget. It was about the eyes. Visit to the optician. I like the bright, My son the dark. ‘Ah, that is your age,’ Says the guy. Continue reading “Visible”

Mental

In Glasgow, if you say somebody or something is mental it means little more than whatever they are doing or saying doesn’t make sense. It isn’t pejorative. In the world of health and care where the stigmas of good and bad still at times run rampant, mental can have a different implication. In general, itContinue reading “Mental”

A Yiddish aside

At present I am reading ‘The Death of Methuselah and Other Stories’ by Isaac Bashevis Singer; this perhaps is the reason that Yiddish words are buzzing around my consciousness. I spend most of my time in an English-head, that is, when I am not within medicine; occasionally I slip into Hebrew although not very often.Continue reading “A Yiddish aside”

Gum and Gods

Gum Stuck To my shoe Or bottom. I walk around before realising That the Tackiness Is actually Chewing Gum. Spat out Or Left behind By somebody. And now attached to me. I can’t remember the last time I experienced this; Whether fewer people are chewing Or I am less exposed, IContinue reading “Gum and Gods”