[lit-ideas] Re: Senior Citizenship
- From: Judith Evans <judithevans001@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2011 09:18:48 +0000 (GMT)
I would have hated that monitor! The bleeping noise is quite bad enough...
Glad it went well, Mike
Judy Evans, Cardiff
--- On Mon, 24/1/11, Mike Geary <jejunejesuit.geary2@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
From: Mike Geary <jejunejesuit.geary2@xxxxxxxxx>
Subject: [lit-ideas] Senior Citizenship
To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Date: Monday, 24 January, 2011, 6:06
Two weeks ago I was officially confirmed as a Senior Citizen. I had one of my
coronary veins rotorootered and a stent implanted. It may or may not come as a
surprise that I am a hater of hospitals and all things requiring me to
relinquish any control over my precious body. Nevertheless, I did. It was a
thoroughly demeaning and unpleasant experience except for one procedure. An
intern or technician wheeled a TV type monitor into my room. He gelled up a
sonagram type probe and started rubbing it on my chest. It was a Doppler
Sonograph machine. I had a good view of the screen. It was fascinating. I
could see inside my heart, watch it pulse, watch the valves open and close and
sometimes the tech would hit a button and with the opening of a valve there
would be a burst of colors like fireworks: red, blue, splotches of yellow,
specks of orange -- amazing. Everything was in constant motion. I already
knew that -- intellectually, I
did. But here it was in fact. It didn't seem at all the set and orderly
place I had imagined. More like a water filled balloon -- all in wave motion.
It struck me then that all my insides were a beehive of motion, more lively
than my outside. And not just my heart -- all the surrounding tissues, and
organs, even the bones in their marrow were dancing around all the time.
There's no such thing as solid flesh, much less "too, too solid
flesh".Everything that is is in motion all the time. I knew that. Of course I
did. Even rocks. Had we the eyes we would see them constantly spitting out
muons and pions and grabbing hold of hadrons, sucking in electromagnetic
radiation, flinging whole molecules riotously to the wind. Yes, not a minute's
rest. Even in death we are a whirlwind of motion for years and years and years
until the very last sub atomic particle zips away.
Mike Geary
moving around merrily n Memphis
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