A Pain in the Poo Factory 05 Cathy told me later they wanted to speak to me while I was in recovery. I had appeared lucid, and they’d handed me my cochlear implant, hoping I would put it on. Apparently I’d gazed at it a few moments and flaked out again. That’s when they called […]
And so, the adventure begins
A Pain in the Poo Factory 04 And so, I was told to report to Austin Powers. “Austin Powers?” I was incredulous. “Wasn’t he in The Nurse Who Shagged Me? What’s he doing in Heidelberg? Why do I – ” “Austin Towers,” levelled the receptionist, with the weary resignation of someone who’s heard the same […]
The Oh En Jay
A Pain in the Poo Factory 03 Good news in the Big Adventure #1: I would not need a stoma. A stoma, of course, is not really what they mean in the unpleasant expression, “to tear you a new one”. The cancer site meant they while they would remove a fair section of the bowel, […]
A surgical model of rectitude
A Pain in the Poo Factory 02 Are colorectal surgeons models of rectitude? The question just begs to be asked. This one was. “You’ve got bowel cancer. Near the appendix, where the small intestine joins the large one. We’ll jump on it quickly. Keyhole surgery is the way to go and we’ll do it in […]
Reading Red and not feeling so blue
If Red Symons’ reply to Deaf Victoria’s complaints about comments on interpreters on television is anything to go by, there’s just a little more understanding of why they are sometimes there. Ask hearing people about sign language, and they reply in much the same way – they love it. Some think it is beautiful, and […]
What did that prawn really mean?
In the end, not all that much, other than perhaps a cautionary tale of failing to understand your market. This is the advertising poster placed by the audiological services firm, Victorian Hearing, at the end of May 2015. It shows a startling picture of a profile of a woman with a prawn perched […]
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