like a man

This is what my doctor told me. ’You are like a man’, and smiled. She yet had the diagnosis to tell.

Ohh… I wondered whether this is the good news or bad news. I felt lightheaded. On the other hand, being a man cannot be THAT bad. I have hardly ever heard the guys complain. The girls complain all the time. I concluded in my head, that it is the good news.

Doctor continued and said that I have a spotless brain. And I felt SO relieved that I almost levitated off the chair.

I had been SO worried that I have some deadly disease (the one that even vodka cannot cure) and everything is over. Just like this. But the hypothesis was proven invalid. Life can carry on, spotless:)

What I have is relatively (!) minor, it will not progress and most importantly – it will not kill me (at least not directly). Yay! And the doc said, eyes full of excitement, that I have an extremely interesting condition. The scientist have not figured out the mechanism yet (like for many others). The scientist in me said ’Yay’ and started depicting my future lab (in my spotless brain). The patient in me did not share the enthusiasm.

Nevertheless, I feel indescribably relieved! Really!

PS! The resemblance to men was just that I now belong to the same risk group with men, when it comes to cardiovascular diseases. I thought of Kristen and his filtered coffee, and it seems manageable.

chemistry and christmas

So what makes the duck look cooked?
Maillard reaction does! Vot!
Ie. reaction in between reducing sugars and amino acids.

Here is more:
http://euroscientist.com/2010/12/a-chemical-christmas/
http://www.food-info.net/uk/colour/maillard.htm

Something to spice up Christmas dinner conversation or tell Santa.

tough life in the north

4, I think you would like it:)
(especially the hockey reference)

http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/punctuated-equilibrium/2010/dec/17/2?CMP=twt_gu

story of lessons

This quote just landed on my path today...
That was after my close encounter with the earth. I was walking by the Voorimehe (?) st (the Depeche Mode bar street) and in a millisecond I was in a horizontal, push-up position, nose in the snow. And my knee was killingly hurting. An Asian tourist was walking by, very carefully around me, saying 'Oi-oi-oi...'.

All you have to do is to pay attention: lessons always arrive when you are ready, and if you can read the signs, you will learn everything you need to know in order to take the next step.
Paulo Coelho

homeopathic drinks

I found a recipe for making homeopathic vodka: http://www.sciscoop.com/make-your-own-homeopathic-vodka.html

I LOVE this idea!
I think it has a potential to save Estonians, for example. Because the 10 L and more pure alcohol per person per year is clearly too much and it may not be sustainable.
Too bad I don't believe in homepathy too much.

But I can see, how it can be a good trick in business:)

compliments

You have eyes of a fairy, He said.
I could sink into these eyes, He continued.
Should I get your coat and take you home, He said at last.

She LOVED that moment.
She enjoyed this time with all of Her cells.
And She said no...

snowing....

It is late. Or early. 3 am early.

I had a long nap and now I am up.

It is snowing.

Big, fluffy, gorgeous snowflakes dance slowly by my window.

I have missed this time.

I dream of wrapping myself in the blanket, sitting on my balcony and watching this quiet snow-waltz.

In love it may be dangerous
to reckon on time to count

on it time’s here and then
it’s gone I’m not thinking

of death or disaster but of
the slippage the unpredictable

disappearance of days on which
we were depending for happiness.

(James Laughlin)