When bird pal Jeff, recently moved from Arizona to Florida, wrote his Redbelly parrots would not eat Eastern blueberries, bird pal Craig, who lives in Norfolk England, responded that all parrots are contumacious.
I’ve been speaking English for 70 years, so you would think I would know all the words by now, but I had to look up this word as I often do when a Brit speaks or writes English.
Years ago, I set myself the task of learning 10 new English words a week, plus their definitions.
These days, I ask my daughter, a Linguist, how to pronounce this or that word as well as its etymology. Most recently, we discussed ‘herbs.’ My parents called them herbs, then I learned to call them ‘Erbs’ à la Southern speak, or as Connie says, “sixteenth century English.”
Histology of a nodular basal-cell carcinoma (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
For those who have asked how my surgery went yesterday. The doc removed a “basal cell carcinoma” from my arm . I’s provide a photograph but don’t want to gross you out. So far so good…results next week. In other words I will find out if the lesion was completely excised.
The doc who performed the surgery (not my regular Dermatologist) said “My goodness that is big (2l x 1w centimeters).” Just the thing you want to hear, right?
As I watched her shake the piece of flesh loose from the surgical thread, I thought, well there goes another piece of me. I figure with all the surgeries I have experienced over my lifetime, beginning with my tonsils at age 5 in Saint Joseph’s Hospital in Southern Pines, I must have lost a pound of flesh by now.
With 7 external stitches plus a few internal ones, I am able to do most things including working outside yesterday to plant the remainder of my summer flowers in containers and tend to my herbs. Despite Plavix, bruising is minimal. As I don’t have Diabetes, I expect the site to be healed by next week when the doc removes the stitches. This was my third brush with skin cancer.