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I probably didn't mention that I drank a lot of red wine last night at the awards dinner, did I?

Well, I did, yes I did.

And there's a reason why I don't drink red wine regularly... it gives me diarrhea. And a hangover. Jeez, I haven't had a hangover for years and years.

I used to drink spanada by the gallon... I finally figgered out that I didn't want to do that, and started drinking whisky.

And I learned yesterday while talking to a radiologist that 50% of the people who get pancreatitis die from it.

Which I really didn't believe, initially. But we only see the ones that survive, of course... not much use in doing a CT scan on a dead person, heh. And a quick google confirmed that he was truthing.

Alcoholics are prone to get pancreatitis... and liver disease. And as far as I know, there's no connection with pancreatic carcinoma, which is almost invariably and quickly fatal.

Anyway, these are really good examples of horrible ways of dying.

I've watched way too many.

Enough of that.

My father didn't get much of a chance to teach me much, but I remember a little poem that he taught me:
I eats my peas with honey;
I've done it all my life.
It makes the peas taste funny
But it keeps them on my knife!

And what reminded me of that was this completely ridiculous piece. If this link is broken, go to http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20060505/food_fight_060505/20060505?hub=TopStories and read it....

Anyway, I didn't really get out of bed until about noonish today... I had been up several times due to the wine effects.

And I really didn't get anything accomplished.

I was on call from 15:00 until 21:00, and I got called in a coupla times, getting home around 21:15 from the last one. We have a relatively new night tech on weekends, and she doesn't do contrast exams by herself yet... but she's getting there.

O'yeah, go read LA's entry for today. Some scary shit that I've been aware of for years... at least 2000, anyway, I remember it coming up in the campaign that year.

Which reminds me... I've always wondered why the spelling on that is not rendered "cam-pain" since it contains much of the latter part of the word... and way too much of the first, too.

In fact, I think that I'll start using my alternative spelling for the word as it's used in political jargon.

And I was gonna put up a picture of my tooth/jaw infection, but I don't have PS installed on any of my machines right now, and I want to be able to annotate the picture.

Well, hell, I'll put it up anyway, and notate it later... the left side is the right side, like you were looking at me face-on.

You can tell where the mid-line is, and about 3/4 of the way down you can see the defect in the bone; the infection has liquified the bone, so it's sitting in a pocket of pus.

And I'm not really sure that my dentist knows what he's getting into here, but I'm definitely gonna discuss it with him before he starts working on it next Friday.

Quite frankly, I'm probably more scared about this than I was about the heart med change-over to sotalol that I had a month ago. 'Cause I'm thinking that this is not a mere infection.

And I'm probably stupidly wrong.

But I'm not gonna count on my dentist being right either.