Despite scant information on ganglioneuromas (many just repackaging the NIH blurb in a different style sheet), I wasn’t losing sleep while waiting for the pathology report. However, it was still great to get the official phone call confirming it was, in fact, the most benign of -omas. Because this sort of thing is pretty rare, no fewer than […]
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Finally had surgery for the thing. Here’s a recap of the last few days. Day before (1/11): 8:30 – last solid food. Though it was slightly tempting to have a celebratory Twinkie, I opted for steel cut oats and bananas. Going without food the rest of the day was a lot easier than I thought
During last month’s Stone Concert, the CT scan showed two unexpected somethings. I went into my primary care physician ask what, if anything, I should do about them. Because I’m generally feeling fine, the gallstone can be ignored. (Update: Until next year.) I will probably have to cut back on the butter fried bacon twinkies smothered
I’ve gotten into a nice groove where my daughters’ evening dance classes have provided an excellent excuse for me to bike to work. If I leave my car at the park & ride, I’m only 2 blocks away from where I need to pick them up. I get to bike (versus a commute of similar duration),
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As I’ve aged, evidence of my lost cat-like stealth comes in the form of various snapping, crackling and popping noises I make when I walk. They’re freakish sounds, though I have no pain associated with it. In fact, it actually feels good when I stretch at night. The most common popping noises people have are
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From what I’ve read and been told, amalgam fillings last 10-12 years. My lowers are 30+ years old, so I wasn’t entirely surprised when my dentist recommended their replacement. (I was surprised that he didn’t find fault with my flossing. Those plastic disposable flossers work!) On Thursday, I had the lefts replaced with composites. Since
In anticipation of my physical, and partly to assuage fears that the post-big four-oh one would entail uncomfortable things, I sleuthed around for things on what to expect, thinking. Clearly I’ve been watching too many episodes of House. The American Academy of Family Physicians[1] has six classifications for their recommendations of common “clinical preventive services:”