Anatomy 101

Brief recap - felt lousy for eons, had tons of tests, saw different specialists, and, after all that,the consensus was "uh, we don't know what's wrong." Thus, I agreed to lathroscopic surgery If at all queasy about this sort of stuff, move on; there are pix included).
All my history, test results and medical opinions were sent to the surgeon who told me, after reviewing everything, said that he had to google one of the dr's ideas, which was that I had a case of Chiladiti Syndrome. He said this was such a rare condition that the average surgeuon would never see it during his career.
Having surgery nowadays is very different than past. In order to help the patient to relax and feel "part of the team,", you are distracted upon being rolled into the o.r., with formal introductions - "Participating in today's event are anesthesiologist Dr Feelgood, who will send you off to wherever; he's very good at that." I was happy about that, but how good is he getting me back?" Also, Nurse Nancy will be in charge of today's music selections, which will start with a soothing Brahms concerto, followed up by a medley British boy band hits, and closing with Bruce Springsteen's version of "When The
Saints Go Marching In.
Anyway, the last intro was to the videographer. I looked at the surgeon and he said, "I still don't think you have that syndrome, but, wow, if u do, I gotta have a copy of it. It's medical history,man!"
Well, I'll let you guess the outcome. I'll just let you know, my surgeon is thrilled.

While I was looking for that video, I found another of one of my favorites. The odds are, if you aren't a Springsteen fan, you probably don't know it. I don't believe it's on any American CDs, though Caryn will correct me, if I'm wrong. He sang it on the last tour. You'll particularly like it if you're Irish. So, everyone get your dancing clogs on and get ready to do the Irish Jig. Erin Go Bragh!

And, for those of you who complain you never understand what the hell he's saying (ok, Tom??),

What is this land America so many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely I'll send for you when I can
And we'll make our home in the American land

Over there all the woman wear silk and satin to their knees
And children dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees
Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands
When you make your home in the American Land

There's diamonds in the sidewalk the's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American Land

I docked at Ellis Island in a city of light and spires
She met me in the valley of red-hot steel and fire
We made the steel that built the cities with our sweat and two hands
And we made our home in the American Land

There's diamonds in the sidewalk the's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American Land

The McNicholas, the Posalski's, the Smiths, Zerillis, too
The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
Come across the water a thousand miles from home
With nothin in their bellies but the fire down below

They died building the railroads worked to bones and skin
They died in the fields and factories names scattered in the wind
They died to get here a hundred years ago they're still dyin now
The hands that built the country were always trying to keep down

There's diamonds in the sidewalk the gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American Land
Who will make his home in the American Land
Who will make his home in the American Land