No really, what's going on?..

I've not been blogging a hell of a lot lately as you may have noticed. Mostly this is because I'm not a huge fan of too much whining or winging on blogs and frankly, I've hit a bit of a rough patch with my health so I've been a bit down about it. But, I've been through the worst of it now, so I can start to look forward again.

So if you want the details, by all means read on...

During my last holiday I was showering and noticed a lump where there shouldn't be a lump. It was close to my boy bits so I was a little concerned. Tried to make an appointment to see a doctor while I was away, but couldn't get in, so I just let it go. The lump was disappearing anyway.

Move forward two weeks and the lump had returned and doubled in size. Nice one. Saw doctor who immediately sent me to a specialist. Saw specialist and was sent for ultrasound. Told there was nothing to worry about. Cue out of the blue phone call a couple of days later from Specialist saying he needed to see me straight away. Specialist booked me into hospital in two weeks time for "lumpy" to be removed. More swelling, operation brought forward.

Look, I got to wear pretty socks. Actually, I hated these things. I know they are supposed to help, but I just wanted to rip them off because I hated them on my legs. 
.. So, I'm in hospital, the dude comes to collect me and wheel me into theatre. I get there, and the "simple" op is explained to me and I'm told it should only take about half an hour. The last thing I remember is being told I may feel a little light headed... and I was out like a light.

Apparently 3 minutes into the operation my lungs decided they were not going to cooperate with the surgeon. They went into some form of spasming shock. A few moments later, my stomach decided it wanted some of that spasming action. Thus forcing the contents of my stomach (which was just water and bile) up and into my spasming lungs. I was drowning and I was sleeping through it. Cool huh?! Ummm, no!

Awakening. Coughing. Oh the coughing. Ow the pain.

So, a few extra hours later, I'm back in my hospital room and the pain downstairs was nothing compared to the pain I was feeling on my face and lungs after having tubes forced down my throat and having my stomach pumped. My jaw is still bruised.

The next day I could focus on the blood covered bed. WTF had they done to me?! Let's imagine that an "X" represents my anus, this "B" represents my balls and "-" can represent some cutting.


Yes. That's right. Peel it open and remove that nasty lump.

The wound can not be stitched. It requires daily packing and dressing. I'm lucky now that I'm home to have a nurse visit me daily for this. It is an uncomfortable location to have to be packed with padding each day, and god, don't even ask me about going to the toilet.

So on that note, I hope you forgive me for not blogging a hell of  a lot.


Wednesday haiku...

I'm disconnected
The sun is shining
I'd like a cuddle


Tuesday haiku...

Over it today.
Waiting for the admission.
My nuts hurt big time.



The lead singer of aha

looks remarkably like Mary Gilmore on the Australian $10 note...

Thanks to Dave for pointing this out to me.


Here's my design in full for NYE...

Unconscious Mutterings :: Week 393

  1. Coma :: overdose
  2. Aristotle :: is a good name for a mouse
  3. Pink eye :: teehee...
  4. Expensive :: taste
  5. Dancer :: in the dark
  6. Lipstick :: stinks
  7. Buffer :: exercise
  8. Stilettos :: girlie
  9. Booming :: sonic
  10. Rap :: white boys can't...
Lazy post? Yep.


    What is with out doubt...

    the fucking best live gig I have experienced, EVAH.

    Miike Snow, I heart you three.


    Write your own food biography: my life in 10 dishes...

    Dave told me about an article in the SMH and I thought I'd give my life in 10 dishes. After thinking about it for some time, I realised coming up with just 10 dishes was really hard. Food seemed to play a big part in what made me happy growing up. And looking at it, it's not a very exciting list of food. But I have incredibly strong memories of all these foods in my life. Here goes:

    1. Rusks
    Now, I can't remember eating these as an infant, but I do recall them being in the house when my two younger sisters were infants. Even at an older age I still enjoyed eating these teething biscuits.

    2. Chinese Takeaway
    A Friday night treat. As a family I think our typical order used to always contain some form of chow mein, a sweet and sour dish and Mum and Dad used to enjoy the very adult Honey King Prawns.

    3. Sugar Easter Eggs
    My mum was an absolute legend when it came to making easter eggs. It was always something that she would start well in advance of easter. I remember the wooden carved blocks that the rolled out flat sugar mixture was wrapped over to set. Mum's sugar easter eggs were simply fantastic. Full of flavour and never as hard, but just as fragile, as the store bought ones.

    4. Trifle
    This dish meant we were celebrating something. It was usually eaten at my Grandmother's house with the whole family gathered around her big dining room table. There was often one of those pavlovas that came out of those egg container things too. I wonder if they are still on sale these days.

    5. Anything from the Woman's Weekly Recipe Card Series
    Oh my god. What would 70's cooking be with out these! I can remember each week a new set became available at the supermarket and it was always exciting as kids to wonder at what Mum was creating based on these. I think this set of cards was one of the most used items in the house. The "confectionery" section always got a workout.

    6. Crumpets with tomato and grilled cheese
    A winter Saturday evening special. We'd be settled down after watching the Disney special, Dad was getting ready to watch a bit of Dave Allen and Mum would bring out a plate of these. What a treat they were too. In summer the hot crumpets were replaced with Jatz, tomato and Coon.

    7. Fettucini with sour cream and chives sauce and smoked herring
    This is a Uni meal. It just sounds foul now. It was soooo cheap to make and I just loved it. It was often a lunchtime meal for me on my days off Uni.

    8. Thai Green Curry
    I remember discovering this dish in the 80's. It was just when Australia was experimenting with different cuisine types and Thai and Indian Restaurants were popping up. It was one of those recipes that I could easily replicate at home and this meal got me though Uni too. Cheap to make, great with rice and the left-overs tasted better the next day.

    9. Pad Thai
    Still has to be my most popular dish to this day. I judge a Thai restaurant on the flavour of their Pad Thai. If it's crap, I don't go back. If it's good, then the rest of the menu must also be great. It's one of those dishes that I have NEVER been able to successfully recreate at home... even though apparently it's supposed to be quick and easy.

    10. That meal I ate in France
    While staying in Montparnasse with Judo, he got a tip on where to have a good traditional French meal and we were not disappointed. In fact, I still to this day put this down as the best meal I have ever eaten. Now, I'm sure you're all wondering what it was called... well, so am I. But basically, the main was 3 pieces of beef, served with 3 different sauces. To this day I can't name them. But the taste was true heaven. I've always thought one of the sauces was made with Marsala and now every time I see this on a menu I order it. It is one of my favourite flavours... However, there are so many meals that I've had overseas that I have loved and any one of them could have made it on this list.

    So, what's your life in 10 dishes?